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(feat. Napolean) [Movie sample] The US is in store for me par I got some island up there to do I'll bring you back a souvenir The heads of the Crime Syndicate as our prisoners of war Then we sort of, uh, exchange P.O.W.'s, right? And when they get us, clear us of all our charges, we let the big bosses live a little bit longer [Napolean] Timb' assassins, VA, we ruger blastin Renegades that politic, Arabic fashion Relaxin' when millionare thugs, diamond Mac-10's Collapsin, 9-20 Benz crashin Leathal gas chambers, war stories of pure danger Crime Syndicate assassinate, snakes out of bangers Street massacres, son they let Uzi's spit for Range Rovers Put bombs up under ya, accurate, snake bitten My Brooklyn drug heist's forbidden, tech spittin Murderous as Hitler's top hitmen We ?, feds famish it to health Notorious villians takin showers with John Gotti Illuminati, closin in, feel the horror, no bricks Black cinder blocks run Nicaragua SongtexteDevious, terrorist, cold blooded as Nazi's Black death, we plant coke monopolies Meraculous tactics, back smack it, with chrome 'matics in funerals, blast the casket, it's drastic Tougher than Japan mathematics, coke addicts Poisonous man ghetto bastards [Chorus: Myalansky] Crime Syndicate, illegal thug life, project predictament We know that death is the price but still we livin it Dealin with some cats that be starvin to split a nigga shit Richest cats sell for hostage, found in the trunk of whips Gunfights in bright daylight, ransom for seven dicks Dipped in black, urban tactic, kick in your residence Cats fakin jacks on the corner, projects is hot as shit Power move for this cheddar, murder the innocent [Myalansky] Rockin' Clark's bomb diggy, whips dipped fresh than jiggy Poker card pullin, heist night, inside of buildings, gimme that Rolex, the green vortex, rockin Versace shit Nobody watchin, grab em, look got him, money filthy rich Soldier smackin niggas, gold shine tracks with Mickey Mirror Heist the armor truck, fat stack, bundle her-on and hit 'em Fans plot on Mach vans, I never go to prison Not to mention, I won't attend my own funeral Crime Syndicates hot, cold as ice, we losin 'em Phenomenon, calm down bitch, your man be robbin 'em Wallet tokin, sugar type niggas always involved with us Foreigners, wanna-be-down niggas get laced King Pin, local mob bosses sniff her-on off of plates Catchin cases, back-and-forth biz, bounce like Wimbolton See Myalansky get crook books, some makin Benjamins What nigga? Crime Syndicate, I'm innocent [Chorus] [Joe Mafia] Potatos over snub nose, it's like you watchin Gators Your shit'll cape us for slugs and watchin bloody pillow cases Facin the DA in VA, behind some residue they found in the staircase Up in the PJ's, niggas move big A's, behind disk breaks Up in the rental, pumpin mix tapes, the scale shift weight It's either/or, I capsule your capsize, Gigantor Thunder cats clappin hammers of Thor, startin block war Fiends got war, pullin on bass, dim Drama and mayhem got my head spinnin like Grym I keep my jaw grim, bit that Peter Pan style in a stick-up Korn niggas in my X-File gettin hit up Thrown in the back, helpless as a beetle Caught up inside a seagal pleadin to a Desert Eagle You better six it or eighty-six it or Crime Syndicate invade your district, touchin for big shit Blocks is hot like there's palm trees in the ghetto Temperature's risin but the God ain't bust a sweat yet though On my All State I chill with ill cats that can't walk straight Crippled for life, sippin on Ice... [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania