Scenario 2000 (feat. The Lox, DMX & Drag-On)

This is the darkest ****, sparking ****

Hittin' with the hardest ****,'cause before we started, come on

With kids I knew my **** friends all turned against me

Said **** it, bought me a dog ever since

Me and my dawg has been like this, he got my back, I got his

Schemin' on mad ****, that's how we do biz

It's about time to start another robbin' spree

'Cause yo, my way is highway robbery, chump

When I was up North in Sing Sing, I was sendin' **** home in a coffin

Livin' like a orphan

Bad, ****? I'll be back, let's see if you'll be still here

You know my style, I'll put your **** man in a wheelchair

He'll never walk again, on the strength of me

That's how I left him G, scared to death of me

**** cannot run, hit with the hot one

From the shotgun, casket close, wonder how he got done

Yo, yo, yo

E-V-E, my dawgs believe in me

Petty thugs hide your cake, never teasin' me

I show love to all my girls hustlin' ones

Tussle with thieves, makin' moves, second to none

I locked it, made a sudden move, you got bit

Flooded with the double R, real street ****

The blonde hair bandit, you got guns, hand it

Turn my face when I bust a cannon

'Cause I don't wear sunblock, ask Drag if the fire is hot

Click, pop shells, fall three feet, roll over and stop

Believe in this game, we beat y'all

You got money? Keep yours

For eyes be tearin' tryin' to identify the features

Yo, yo, you can come and see me if you tryin' to make a grand a night

'Cause I can get it for you, dawg, gray, tan, or white

I hate rap, yo, I'd rather be plannin' a flight

Somewhere hot, on a wave runner, tannin' with dykes

Blowin' the haze, while all of 'em givin' me brains

One at a time, y'all start from the front of the line

And as for you, playboy, you can keep those raps

And keep your awards, my son can't eat those plaques

Drove the Benz off the lot and just dusted her off

Tints, rims, stash, took the governor off

Even the cats that be hatin' still be lovin' the dawgs

'Cause they know that the double R's comin' for war, war

If you ain't ready to die, then why should you live?

'Cause when I start swingin' the things, you hidin' the kids

And the P is still ridin' on trips , survivin' the strip

Beefin' on the 4th, you got to fly on the 5th

Like I wasn't hustlin' hope, or runnin' the block

Starvin' or not, carvin' the cheek, palmin' the Glock

Figure which player could I watch with a watch

I like to knock off my work, then I pull off a heist

Put it together, double it twice, rider for life

Catch me with a .45, hot pair of Nikes

And three red dice, like, give me the bank or give me your face

Give me a shank, it's Holiday

Y'all done bust in the crowd cats and hit whoever

When you should aim for them cats that took your leather

They right there, but you scared that they gon' bust

'Cause they crazy, but crazy ones bleed like us

See, I'm one shot through the heart, like Cupid

Your dawgs might be crazy, but y'all not stupid

Y'all got call cops squealers, I got all tops killers

That'll bust you and slide, and some ol' six-drop killers

Revolver pop killers, easy ox killers

Get knocked, say I smoke detox killers

Drug program, hit the streets, we cop fifty-six more grams

(Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on)

You cowards ain't messin' with scraps, and that's

Boy, what's the difference between fire and water?

You'd rather drown or die of torture, 'cause your skins off you

And watch you burn off fat, dawg, I'm off the thermostat

Could put a comb to my mouth and give your chick a perm with that

Keep shells in the envelope, 'cause I'll mail out bullets

More blood than a riot on a jailhouse footage

Buck forty, bought a extra twenty with the semi

When they hit you, you gon' do a 360 pretty swiftly

'Cause I got things that'll pop your top

And double R spot your block with sixteen shots, and watch y'all drop

And ain't nobody gettin' up, less they in the wheelchair

Sittin' up or spittin' up, either way, I don't give a ****