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Lloyd Banks
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Officer Down
{4 Seconds Instrumental} {Gunshot}
[Verse:] Too easy, man! Can't a motherfucker 'round you see me You'd need a AK and a genie, a whole POUND of wheaties. [gunshot] My heart so freezy, 3d birdie to the click you claim Victories my valentine, I'm in a different lane. Strong as cocaine, long as I'm sane I won't be took for games I can guarantee when it's over you won't look the same. Drownin' in shame, callin' my name's like callin' 'Candy Man' Suicide on a platter, splatter your brain, he banned. [gunshot] Understand? ! [gunshot]- This ain't a obstacle it's comical, The shades you wear been blindin' you, Everyone knows what I'm a do, Everyone knows I'm lava, fool! Bet he come more phenomenal, deadly, ready for drama who-... ... -Ever want it can climb in too broken ego's I promise you, Desert Eagles and Llamas threw, w-why would you f-fuck with' me? ! S-stupid move, [gunshot] C-come around, get f-f-found beat up and bruised You need support, a couple crews - beef out here ain't nothin' new, I'll make you sleep uncomfortable, nightmares... [rewind]
[50Cent Interlude:] Ayo pull that back, man! Ayo play that again man, Youkno'msayin'?
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[Verse: ~DJ Whoo Kid~] Too easy, man! Can't a motherfucker 'round you see me You'd need a AK and a genie, a whole POUND of wheaties. My heart so freezy, [scream]3d birdie to the click you claim Victories my valentine, I'm in a different lane. [gunshot] Strong as cocaine - long as I'm sane I won't be took for games I can guarantee when it's over you won't look the same. Drownin' in shame, callin' my name's like callin' 'Candy Man' Suicide on a platter, splatter your brain, he banned. {½Whooooooooooooooooooooooooo} Understand? ! - This ain't a obstacle it's comical, {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } The shades you wear been blindin' you, Everyone knows what I'm a do, Everyone knows I'm lava, fool! Bet he come more phenomenal, deadly, ready for drama who-... ... -Ever want it can climb in too broken ego's I promise you, Desert Eagles and Llamas threw, w-why would you f-fuck with' me? ! S-stupid move, C-come around, get f-f-found beat up and bruised You need support, a couple crews - beef out here ain't nothin' new, I'll make you sleep uncomfortable [kids ovation]nightmares of P.O. punchin' you! Flatline! [flatline]- Doctor pumpin' you, the blind could see the punk in you Girl in you! - Bitch in you! - I will kick thru all of you. [scream] Football with you! - Soccer when we see him, DDT him Leave him bleedin', we'll be even even thru coppin' and pleading he be Talkin' 'bout the weight he push [2 gunshots]- use to punch the clock in jail! Drove his mama car 'round - now he got whatchu want for sale. See it, I bought it; it's official if I flaunt it If ya diamonds really real then put the diamond tester on it. He don't want it! [gunshot]- I'll run up on his shadow hit him proper [Tarzan shouts] He bout real as a 4 dollar bill - 'Carol City Copper' [Tarzan shouts] Chop 'em down! - One by one! - Two by two, this what I do. If you knew - what I knew then you'll be cool! - You'll be thru! He makin' money? Well we makin' money too - whoopee doo We'll be here! - Long after he disappear - this is proof! 151 in the booth, so slippery, son is the truth Come get me, I'm in the Coupe - 4-fizzy, I'm in the loop! [2 gunshots] With' Biggie - piece of fruit CAKE They don't want no problems watch they boots SHAKE tremble terrified - now it's too - LATE! [scream] There's no stoppin' till I see empires crumble beside me [classic evil laughter] Entire families divided, dickin' ya hoe is my hobby! [shot] Ya sorry!? - Probably the weakest shit to try me I be everywhere the guap be, and ya fat, musty and sloppy Freeway, 'Ricky Ross' - copy and the real one's comin' home! Peace to him! - Fuck-you! - Click! - Pop, [shot]pop, [shot]pop! [shot]I'm gone! [shot] I'm too strong! - You been warned! Quiet storm when I perform When I get on - I'm like big 'Pac, hell reborn, word to mama, word is bond! [police sirens] Long - kiss goodnight, the pistol tight, my clip too tight [police sirens] You superthug, I'm kryptonite - sleep with' me, ya bitch just might. [blast] Same promotion, different fight Still ballin', poppin' bottles, my wrist is white, [blast]drive the cars that bitches like. This is like - practice, pay ya taxes 'fore you spit my name out backwards A-a-ask around, I'm in brackets with' legendary rappers! [2 gunshots] R-r-ratchets as we taxi, ask me if I give a f-f-fuck 'em ALL Makaveli when I bomb, 'I Hit 'Em Up'! (Puff Daddy: SHAAADYVILLE!) Ge-ge-get buck! Cut, stuck! Look! Won't make much a difference, this is child's play L-l-lyrical battery y'all way. [scream] Pretty ladies in my Mercedes, product of the '80s [gunshot] 40's, 50's blick'ies with me hit me they call me crazy! [gunshot] High and hazy, shady, grimey, slimey in every way 30 cities, 30 shooters, we're like the NBA! [blast] Blaze when you want me stop - tough plot! Big Macs for every one you can eat - pound for every pound you got Call me loyal, honored, armored in bullet catchin' garment Getcha Versace Pirhanna'd, mangled, and left retarded I'm on another planet, fuck made him pick me to spar with'? We 2 different niggas - that makes you a special target. In this market they let impersonators walk 'round 50 bodied you - I just laid the chalk down! [gunshot][beat stops]
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