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Song title: Screwball - Seen It All

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Basically over, basically over, basically over--raekwon (scratched my primo)

The games over, feds took your range rover
Your man snitched and your girls screaming I told ya
About those over the shoulder boulders that you be having
Niggas smile in ya face, behind yo back they back-stabbing
Laughing, talkin bout all ya business
How much you got to score with, to niggas you went to war with
How many guns you got, and where you go to cop
You shoulda seen me coming down the block
You was gettin hot, but you didnt give a fuck
You make a g in a day and spend it up
In a black benz tinted up, pound of weed twist it up
Henny pourin out ya cup, livin it up
? daddy warbuck? style

Chours: repeat x2

I watched niggas rise, I watched niggas fall down (fall down)
I seen it all, it went down in my town (where, where? )
Called queensbridge, where the fugitives live
Where some rap kids (rap kids) can turn to big wigs (big wigs)

My niggas rollin dice and fled
Braggin to the nigga with the slice in his head
Now theres a price on his head
For pullin out on lil bro
Flashin his heat, he askin for beef
Conference call, ready to brawl
Caught him on a blaza
He breathing hard like he got asthma
Choice words he spoke, headed for disaster
Last to the gramma I spit
Told him fuck you and whoever you get
Hes like whatever kid
Fourteen days later
Whole team made they way to my block
Young bucks with guns tucked and cocked
Like they runnin the spot
Ima load one bullet for all of yall
You saw it on my face, war ready
Im callin the pace, its gettin more steady
Dont bite what you cant chew
Dumb little niggas like that aintchoo
Yo, recognize what it coulda came to
Put a whole in you, just like a navel

Chorus

Now keeps your eyes on
Screwball, these rap dons, qb icons
Play the project with a firearm
Fully loaded, I keep a razor thats coroded
Ill slash you with it, cuz every rhyme is crime committed
Speak it cuz I did it before, I got on
I ? dub? niggas moms up til they first born
Til they only child, you pull car youll get a wild
One, Im at the bottom of the struggle tryin to rise son
A wise one, step ahead, keep my fam fed
Broke bread off this game and I held my head
You want details, then lets negotiate crack sales
New guns thats watched the game, clientale
Yo we rock well, we keep our name ringin bells
>from this mic to the street life, we doin this right
See we swore to these streets to vibe
And draw heat, fuck a peace sign
A waste of time, respect my nine

Chorus

Whatchoo thought
Screw holdin down th fort
Primo on the track
Whatchall want now
Its like dat
Feel it for a minute