Roy Jones - Can't be touched
[00:33.00] Die for the cause
[00:34.00] Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!
[00:43.00] Yeaaaah.. motherfuuuucker!
[00:52.00] Feel the First Family energy, alright
[00:55.00] Remember me? Lil' Fame raps niggas to tunes of Kenny G
[00:58.00] I compose the rugged, I woulda written yo' shit too
[01:01.00] But you ain't got enough money in your budget, dude fuck it
[01:04.00] Step up and get your whole band slaughtered
[01:07.00] You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter
[01:09.00] M.O.P. ban orders, I show you niggas Faces Of Death
[01:12.00] Manslaughter, liver than camcorder
[01:14.00] My salutants polluting this, quick to shoot a bitch
[01:17.00] I'm bugged like the Y2K computer glitch
[01:20.00] I bring the hardcore for soldiers that got war
[01:23.00] And the thugs in the crowd screaming "Yeah, we like it raw!"
[01:25.00] All wacks'll get the best of it (Right), give 'em the rest of it
[01:28.00] Saluting on tour, autographing bitches' breasteses
[01:32.00] It's the legendary M.O.P., we put it down everywhere we go
[01:36.00] But you don't hear me though!
[01:38.00] Stand clear!
[01:39.00] Notice there ain't nothing but soldiers up in here
[01:41.00] Rhyme for the cause
[01:42.00] Heavy metal shit, quick, grip settle it
[01:46.00] Bitch! Die for the cause
[01:47.00] It's elementary, for a quarter of a century
[01:51.00] In and outta penitentiaries
[01:53.00] I survive, I am a survivor G
[01:56.00] Got more slick shit with me than MacGyver see
[01:59.00] I'm your rivalry, cousin ride with me
[02:02.00] I'm the international cat that you tryna be
[02:04.00] I am real, real, real, real, real, yes awh
[02:07.00] When I'm in the G-men stanze, it's impossible to touch Danze
[02:10.00] I got a deranged temper, with a short fuse
[02:13.00] I don't know what you thought, but you gon' lose
[02:15.00] I'm bad news.. saying turn me loose
[02:18.00] Since 2Pac got popped, who the fuck you think got the Juice?
[02:21.00] Bill Danze, (DO IT FOR YOUR PEOPLE)
[02:23.00] I got automatics (Racks!) will fuck up your ego, in fact
[02:26.00] Claim turf, whenever the lama's quat
[02:28.00] We hold down Brownsville like the motherfucking Tomahawks
[02:31.00] Stand clear!
[02:33.00] Notice there ain't nothing but soldiers up in here
[02:35.00] Rhyme for the cause
[02:37.00] Heavy metal shit, quick, grip settle it
[02:40.00] Bitch! Die for the cause
[02:42.00] Smack a moose upside ya head, like Kobe when he mack in his broads
[02:46.00] (It's) your maveranage
[02:47.00] Watch who you approach nigga, 'fore you get smoked nigga
[02:50.00] I'm O.G. in this game, coach nigga
[02:53.00] Straight loc' nigga, what the fuck you thought?
[02:55.00] You get caught in the middle, tryna dribble on my court
[02:58.00] When niggas act sweet this nigga clap heat
[03:00.00] Jack you when you wouldn't put your brains in the backseat
[03:03.00] I'ma give you twenty-two seconds to explain to me
[03:06.00] Why the fuck you playing games with me
[03:08.00] Make a nigga dust off his automatic
[03:10.00] And bang what you thought kids
[03:12.00] Is it really Billy Danze?
[03:13.00] Who the fuck you think it is?
[03:14.00] By the law of the street, the best way to track his ass
[03:17.00] Is to catch his ass (Whip his ass!) and to jack his ass
[03:20.00] You ain't untouchable nigga for what it's worth
[03:22.00] I'm the greatest, grimiest, slimiest nigga on earth
[03:25.00] Stand clear!
[03:27.00] Notice there ain't nothing but soldiers up in here
[03:29.00] Rhyme for the cause
[03:30.00] Heavy metal shit, quick, grip settle it
[03:34.00] Bitch! Die for the cause
