All Out by Mase
(feat. Mase)
[Mase]
Yo, this go out to radio stations
The disc jockeys, college radio
Independent market
And promotions street team
Anybody who put a sticker up
Anybody that passed the word bout Harlem World
Anybody that kept the buzz goin
Everybody that starred in Harlem World
And myself M A $ E, Baby Stase
Loon, Meeno, Blinky Blink
Huddy Combs, Cardan
All Out
[Meeno]
There's a lot of things that been on my mine
Lately a lot a fakes been crossing the line
Tryin to take the track we hit on
Throw it down and spit on, flip it, rearrange
Boy, you messin with danger
Wit the anger I possess
Got to get it off my chest
Brutalize fake emcees to get off my stress
Take a pellet to the face
Then I throw on a vest
Then I grab the gloves
And take the bullet out his chest
Must confess
Stress factor still I have to
Take it there beware, prepare for disaster
Final chapter, y'all cowards
We gon blast ya
When and where but not why
Y'all already know the answer
Cancer and the Herbs
Transform to verbs
Nouns rip like rounds
Clowns get bust down
For now y'all cowards got to play the background
I'm the warning of this rap game its time for lock down
[Baby Stase]
God Bless you
The cops came to your rescue
I bet you, if it was Ma$e he would of threat you
I knew you wasn't shit before I met you
And just because you can't walk it
Don't mean you cant talk it
My cats got mels to hit, shells to spit
They low in the Volvo while the L's get lit
I'm from Harlem World
You don't know the hell I'm wit
So y'all chics can't tell me shit
Come on now, everyone clear the way
Under cars better stay
Shots will ricochet
Stay alive another day
It's no lame in my staff
We don't aim for cats
So if I smack you who gon back you
You ain't see nothin
My home made me somethin
Stase gt glamour misses down south gettin riches
And that's word to Jehovah witness
Any man cross this fam get beat up wit the quickness
[Cardan]
Yo, let me tell you somethin', I'm ahead of my time
Ain't no damn pellets, this is lead in my rhyme
When I spit this stuff you know
Get a pen and pad dido
This one stop at 62, I'm a spit through ten mo
It kinda like the window, back of the Volvo limo
Cuda, don't tell me nothin if ain't about my ammo
All I did was 2 Clue's that was just a demo
Went from Harlem to Holly
World to the Wood
People gon hate regardless I feel so good
For my AC legend
Now I'm a legend sit on my hood
They say B you doin your thing I say playa I should
I play hard like the Notorious rapper
Slash B.I.G. slash Christopher
King of New York the Emperor
Slash head fake slash in the paint horse you
Slash perimeter slash Air Jordan cross you
Slash Murphy slash four turn delirious
Slash Cardan slash take my stuff seriously
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