Murda Marcyville

Uh huh
(scratching) "chi chi chi chilly chill"
This gangsta gangsta uh uh huh
This gangsta gangsta shit
"chi chi chilly chill"

I'm from murder murder Marcyville
My nigga you heard we clap
You we certainly will
South Philly mothrfuckers kill at will
Bet the nine milly make
You niggas "chilly chill"
Murder murder Marcyville
My nigga you heard we clap
You we certainly will
South Philly motherfuckers kill at will
Bet the mack milly make
You niggas "chilly chill"

Check the four corners of the earth
I'm a man of respect
Marcy projects motherfucker I'm
Demanding respect
The niggas done fucked up and
They called in the cleaners
Jayo you're not a felon you're a misdemeanor
Don't let the Nina hit you
And split your bean up
Fuck the punks with you we hit your team up
(buck buck) y'all niggas hurtin'
That publicity stunt is not workin'
You made a bad situation worsen
Y'all wanna see me out this game like Rider
You fuckers better stop that?we came
From a game wider
How the fuck you gone try us?
You can't deny us
Of a dollar it's the Roc bitch holla!
Beef ain't nothing to a boss nigga
You crossed the line
The orders go out to kick in your doors
Wavin' the 4 4
All I heard was Jigga I don't want it no more

Yo you heard a nigga fronted on Bleek word?
Nigga, never fronted on Bleek word
If it's written I wrote it
You spit it I spoke it
Sonever forget Bleek totin'
I'm from murder murder Marcyville
If y'all look in the mirror
Do y'all see real?
We see through your facade
Y'all soft like Q-tip cotton
Y'all dudes ain't hardly real
The boss spit off impulse certainly will
If I smack this kid you'll probably squeal
So open the hydro we firing steel
We clear out the building like
A fire drill and
Money too long for y'all to fold
You know to catch a case to
Me is like a common cold
So get your guns out you ain't ready for war
You know the R-O-C too strong for y'all
Motherfucker

Yo, I'm in a zone
You niggas done disturbed the peace
I try to relax still got word off the street
Hear you frail bastards tryin' to
Get your name back
You ain't achieve shit since you
Got your name in rap
We can't be misjudged you hear the
Flows and the lyrics and
The fifth slugs'll tear holes
In your spirit and
It's like rap turned y'all to kill and hustle
Knowin' y'all gone snitch if I
Hop one touch you
Talk that gangsta slang be a gangsta slain
These N-Y-M-P gangstas bang
How you talk real but need
Your click to live?
All I need is the fifth and two clips to give
Geda keep the unsane ratchet
For y'all who swear y'all can dodge the
Rain put on your rain jackets
It's the game y'all ain't fit
For drams with us and we pop the big guns
That tear through armored trucks