M.o.p. - Anticipation Lyrics
Hook:[krs sample, mcs act like they dont know]This is what you waited all year for, the hardcoreFiring squad, firing hardThis is what you waited all year for, the hardcoreFiring squad, firing hardThis is what you waited all year for, the hardcoreFiring squad, firing hardThis is what you waited all year for, the hardcoreFiring squad, firing hard[lil fame]Im top of the line, realistic, get rocky never smooth[billy danze]Ring, ding[lf] ring ding m.o.p. comin through[bd] guns and roses, hit em, hit em up kid, for real[lf] say what, say what, say what, Im packin blue steel, drama lord[bd] ice master[lf] quick to blast ya, thoroughbreds wit hearts cold as alaskaF a gs get bust down to they knees[bd] m.o.p. to the death kid[lf] yeah, ***** and squeeze...[lil fame]Im here to make moves, I never fake moves, I like to break crewsIn half, put em on they ass if they never pay dues[its time] to get rid of you fly talk*****in with fame, you be the next stain on the sidewalkI make em simmer down, whenever I roll into townAnd speak for my, love thug niggas in the crowdIm dedicated, never been over challengedMy over violent, lyricsll knock you over balanceI whet emcees like vietnamese, but yet they freezeLike coke when they provoke me to squeezeLil fame represent the turfWould suck so hard they put scars on the face of the earth[out to hit ya] split ya, [hell when I get ya]***** the frame, I blow your ass out the pictureSo keep your eyes focused on this overdosage, Im just comin throughTo a hip hop spot near youHook[bd] yo its the worlds famous[lf] niggas born to kill[bd] from the ill side of town[lf] so you best get your steel[bd] its ill[lf] the street life is real son[bd] you shouldnt have to go get it, sleep wit it, fool[lf] stick to ya gunz[bd] now[lf] lifestyles of a ghetto child[bd] representin for ill crews and[lf] kid I aint got nothing to lose[bd] I been there[lf] to my peoples up in them shavs[bd] up in them javs[lf] bring it back[bd] clak, clak[lf] salute[bd] raise hell...[billy danze]I believe you dont [dont], yep [yep]But you cant ***** around [***** around]It take alot to have actual natural sound[bam bam] mother*****er we didnt leaveWe just laid back in the cut, stuck some shit up our sleevePlease, we dont roll deep, we squeezePredict them niggas around to sink a *****ing shipWhat I feel is what I doAnd g, I see I might hafta straighten your ass out toI wish I would let a nigga take mineWhere my niggas is niggas that live on the front lineHardcore raw, brownsville b boy quick on the drawLike the late great prince leroyWhen my nigga was on the sceneMore ammunition passed through his ass than the average marine[from the ill parks] fool, where the steel start to ruckusDeal a whole steel for you mother*****ers...Hook
