MARCH THIRTEENTH *1987-2018* lyrics

[Intro: 80 Blocks From Tiffany's]
"I've seen 12-gauge shotguns. I've seen 12-gauge, um, pumps. Um—.45, um, military special with clip on the street. I've seen, I've seen hand grenades. I've seen beer—beer-can, beer-can bazookas made. Damn things hit you, it's just—just as getting hit with a gun. I'll tell you, there's—about things you think you'd never see on the street I've seen, I've seen dynamite on the street. I've seen all of this—you'd be surprised, man. Pretty soon, they gon' steal a damn atom bomb"

[Sample: 2 Nes - Stang Wit A Bang]
Bone to scope, toe to toe, blow for blow, mean of-
Bone to scope, toe to toe, blow for blow, mean of-
Bone to scope, toe to toe, blow for blow, mean of-
Bone to scope, toe to toe, blow for blow, blow for blow

Stitches deep in the ditches
Busta b*tches there's don't find no hope
Bone to scope, toe to toe
Blow for blow, mean of that

I've been hit my tight, clickin' on n*gga
That puttin' all that bullsh*t
Step with no weapon, now watch I would get you
A new wave of crucifix

That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up
That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up
That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up
That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up

[Verse: MC Holocaust]
I brought down to the ground, catchin' fools look at me
If you f*ck me or you dumb and don't got that pimp between
Filled with drama f*ck all dat sh*t that I don't think, I don't touch
We are in a reality I'm not the human being, they put me
Six deep in the casket, I was [?] things
Leave you stuck like the taxes n*gga, but it's not for me
Glock from my aim view, [?]
Come up from the junt, gotta get what I want

Money wonder, when I ain't, you can call me hit the bump
I bringing b*tch you won't have remorse, I'm kinda dumb
Mane, I hate this simple fact that my homie didn't gone
Once you left this Earth, but then your spirit will awoke

[Sample: 2 Nes - Stang Wit A Bang]
Stitches deep in the ditches
Busta b*tches there's don't find no hope
Bone to scope, toe to toe
Blow for blow, mean of that

I've been hit my tight, clickin' on n*gga
That puttin' all that bullsh*t
Step with no weapon, now watch I would get you
A new wave of crucifix

That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up
That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up
That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up
That mean you f*cked up, so you gettin' bucked up