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Farmer Boys - Silverbacks lyrics
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
 One, two, one, two, the High Chief
 Yeah... yo... so alone... baby
 [Inspectah Deck]
 I'm just lookin' out of the window
 Watchin' the gunshots blow-ow
 Thinkin' how we all was turnin' out
 Keepin' my head above water
 Got to make a weight when I can (cuz I can)
 Temporary lay off, cop pay offs, daily rip offs
 Informer tip off, clips lick off
 The judge got hit off, boss got knocked off
 Worker made a come off, cash got dropped off
 Buildings got burnt out, sisters got turned out
 Work out in the yard up North, tryin' to burst out
 Pissy elevators, dirty cop favors
 Tongues hiding razors, minors turn majors
 Wave the bigger tools, shoot out inside the school yard
 The game aint' changed, niggaz done made their own rules
 They buildin' plans, they pull a million dollar scam
 Watch for taped conversations, Jakes and dollar bands
 The black market, labelled the movin' target
 Dwellin' in the heartless projects
 Evil eyes walkin', the BBS rims flossin'
 The beat walk in, harassin' the street walkin'
 They keep talkin', like the Rebel might slow up
 They set me up to go up, the witness din't show up
 [Masta Killa]
 Look out in drug stores (but I'm slippin') bare approach the look out
 Be off the block by ten, the kite was sent
 Then all those who dare to oppose, were sent back
 Chained to the train track, protect ya jaw
 These silverback niggaz eat their oatmeal raw
 Cee Allah sawed the shotti, 'Preme went down for a bodyFarmer Boys - Silverbacks - http://motolyrics.com/farmer-boys/silverbacks-lyrics.html
 He killed Poppy, dusted in the lobby, toxy off shocky
 Cops be harassin' tryin' to stop cashin'
 The episodes pass, I flash back to guns
 And crack stashed in grass, you movin' savage
 Please warn him of his ways and actions
 Before I blast him
 Then the homicide was justified when I arrive
 Black tints on the glass with the stockin' cap mask
 It's all official, steel pistol style whip you, to the gristle
 While my team be stompin' you out after the whistle
 [GZA]
 I went from the slums of Hell to paradise in Heaven
 From a sling-shot to a wall of mac 11's
 I drank with the Devil and ate with the Reverand
 We talked numbers and I told 'em, that mine was 7
 The total amount of hits, behind the collapsed building
 That had exploded in a frenzy of killings
 Bodies lay near tons of twisted metal
 Of a structure and atomic force, it leveled
 From the tale of the tape, the product failed in comparison
 The weight, the height, the reach, was not a year within
 Sight, the significant, difference was the ammo
 Wrecking y'all individuals and their man know
 Second by second, heat blazed through the night
 Leaving a dazzling array of neon lights
 The primary reason of mission for them spitting
 The firing kept hitting, them dust, they kept sipping
 But the informants x-rays gave off electrons
 Within a few next days, entire cess gone
 Prenticle percisions used to remove the eyelids
 Those responsible for my brothers with high bids
 Life in the hood is an award winning film
 Lived ut by savages who can't escape the realm
 A place where the young meet and greet with guns
 In the park they interrupt the pure innocent fun








