Adam F ft. M.O.P. Stand Clearr Lyrics

Die for the cause (*whispering*)
b____! b____! b____!
Yeaaaah.. motherfuuuucker!

[ Lil' Fame ]
Feel the First Family energy, alright
Remember me? Lil' Fame raps n____s to tunes of Kenny G
I compose the rugged, I woulda written yo' s___ too
But you ain't got enough money in your budget, dude f___ it
Step up and get your whole band slaughtered
You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter
M.O.P. ban orders, I show you n____z Faces Of Death
manslaughter, liver than camcorder
My salutants polluting this, quick to shoot a b____
I'm bugged like the Y2K computer glitch
I bring the hardcore for soldiers that got war
And the thugs in the crowd screaming 'YEAH WE LIKE IT RAW'
All wacks'll get the best of it (right), give 'em the rest of it
Saluting on tour, autographing b____es' breasteses
It's the legendary M.O.P., we put it down everywhere we go
But you don't hear me though!

[ Chorus ]
Stand clear.. notice ain't nothing but soldiers up in here
Rhyme for the cause.. heavy metal s___, quick, grip settle it
b____! Die for the cause..

[ Billy Danze ]
It's elementary, for a quarter of a century
In and outta penitentiaries
I survive, I am a survivor G
Got more slick s___ with me than MacGyver see
I'm your rivalry, cousin ride with me
I'm the international cat that you tryna be
I am (REAL) {REAL} (REAL) {REAL} (REAL), yes awh
When I'm in the G-men stanze, it's impossible to touch Danze
I got a deranged temper, with a short fuse
I don't know what you thought, but you gon' lose
I'm bad news.. saying turn me loose
Since Tupac got popped, who the f___ you think got the Juice?
I got automatics [RACK] will f___ up your ego, in fact
Claim turf, whenever the lama's quat
We hold down Brownsville like the m_________ing Tomahawks

[ Chorus ]

[ Lil' Fame ]
Smack a moose upside ya head, like Kobe when he mack in his broads
[IT'S] your maveranage
Watch who you approach n____, 'fore you get smoked n____
I'm O.G. in this game, coach n____
Straight loc' n____, what the f___ you thought?
You get caught in the middle, tryna dribble on my court
When n____s [ACT SWEET] this n____ [CLAP HEAT]
Jack you when you wouldn't put your brains in the backseat

[ Billy Danze ]
I'ma give you twenty-two seconds to explain to me
Why the f___ you playing games with me
Make a n____ dust off his automatic and bang what you thought kids
[ IS IT REALLY BILLY DANZE? ] Who the f___ you think it is?
By the law of the street, the best way to track his a__
Is to catch his a__ [ ??? his a__ ] and to jack his a__
You ain't untouchable n____ for what it's worth
I'm the greatest, grimiest, slimiest n____ on earth

[ Chorus ]

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