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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Capone-N-Noreaga
Vocals
Tragedy Khadafi
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K. Holley
Songwriter
P.L. Chapman
Songwriter
Victor Santiago
Songwriter
Nashiem Myrick
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tragedy Khadafi
Executive Producer
Carlos Broady
Producer
Nashiem Myrick
Producer
Martin Moor
Executive Producer
Neil Levine
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
From Iraq to Kuwait, word up Desert Station, regulation
CNN, channel 10, once again
Wha-wha
[Verse 2]
T-O-N-Y invade NY
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you, you got beef, I got beef
[Verse 3]
T-O-N-Y invade NY
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you, you got beef, I got beef
[Verse 4]
Yo **** tried to shit on me and make history, supposedly
I was the man who was supposed to be the head of the clique
Lip sealed, no **** snitch
Dome or die, I smoke bogey, sword like shinobi
Shoot up your block and make you know me
You ain't ready yet, slow down and recollect
Stay in the car, I stuff Allah bodyset
Yo Allah-you-Akbar, look paw, now I'm set
Air conditioned cooler system, yo, the tech glisten
On a mission, shoot your back out position
Found missing, 2-5 deep in prison
Kid listen, die on the cross like a Christian
So fuck you, plus your weak religion
In disguise, nowadays I cut prize
The invincible, untouchable CNN
Is boldfaced, written in gold with ink pen
Channel 10, we break ten, win again
Kid, you on Pluto, homo'd out just like Menudo
Far from the sun, can't feel the shit that I do
I stand in front the judge about to lie, plus I'm high, too
[Verse 5]
T-O-N-Y invade NY
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you, you got beef, I got beef
[Verse 6]
T-O-N-Y invade NY
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you, you got beef, I got beef
[Verse 7]
Check it, I did it for the love of cash your honor
Traffickin' across the Verrazano, coke dealin', marijuana
See my persona, glitters in gold
I like them other money getters who stack, turn quitters and fold
Cash and hydro, eyes low
Looking Philippine, divide dough
And regulate, empire stare caked up
Raked up a hundred thou, now we all laced up
What, shining, designer lex pearl lining
The finer wine and cuisine sitting mastermindin'
Round table climbin' to the Top of New York
Won't stop until we get dropped from New York
Price of coke rise
J snatch my enterprise
A million more, rookie cops thinking they live
We survive, game tight like virgin nappy
Feds on our back, tracin' tracks to murder pappy
[Verse 8]
2-5 we on a deadline, read the headline
Noriega blast with nines
Move fakers, get ya back blown in Jamaica
Lay you in the earth and curse you and your maker
I told you fools to stop fuckin' with the Maqi
Arab Nazi, blow holes in your Versace
This war's mega, with the arm legga legga
Been doin' this, since Mobb Six with Cormega
Gorilla, animal thugs be trife looking
Your hearts tookin' and got blown in Central Booking
I'm mad iller, organized thug killer
Now you little monkey **** wanna play gorilla
Officially, Mousallini, punk he me
Insanity, temporarily my plea
And the jakes never worry me as long as I'm free
For my **** holdin' packs, nothin' less than a G
Crime side of life, foul price to pay
Illegal life, trigger trife till we old and gray
When the flesh dry up and the world decay
Reach heaven in a pearly white accuray
But until then, I'm shine to the last sin
Resurrect through the birth of my son, and live again
[Verse 9]
T-O-N-Y invade NY
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you, you got beef, I got beef
[Verse 10]
T-O-N-Y invade NY
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you, you got beef, I got beef
Written by: Carlos Broady, K. Holley, Nashiem Myrick, P.L. Chapman, Victor Santiago