Grid Iron Rap Lyrics

[Bishop Don Magic Juan]
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't have to have those young girls fool ya you dig?
Trick ya outta your check so you can learn about it
Don't try to play if you ain't ready for it
Cuz the game could be detrimental to ya boy."
[Street Life]
I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surface
I spit blood for blood verses
Plan span divided, we still stand conquer land
One man'll body slam Def Jam
Focus ya head cam, zoom in, we radio tunin
I know you're listenin so I keep showin and provin
Play the sideline, waitin for the right time to take mine
Street crime, nickel and dime rhyme
Fuck a peace talk, let the gun spark, on the streets of New York
I Shaolin strut through the city asphalt, FED UP
Hold ya head up, I'm circlin the block, keep ya eyes up Street Life - Grid Iron Rap - http://motolyrics.com/street-life/grid-iron-rap-lyrics.html
Wise up before you get sized up (tied up)
Play no game, speakin on my name you catch a clip full
from close range, diggin in your pocket, take the loose change
[Method Man]
Punch the data in ya mainframe
You want it all, I want the same thing
Strive to maintain, live out my name
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't nuttin changed
Leave the same way I came, Bringin motherfuckin Pain
Chorus: Street Life, Method
Killa Hill projects, hi-tech street intellect
Best connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic check
Bring em round the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes y'all niggaz goin down
[Method Man]
Eat shit and die slow, battle ground no survival
You goin down, y'all niggaz fuck around
Shittin where you sleepin, so my rhyme Proposal