EL FUDGE - Beware lyrics

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[Hook: a sample]

He'll lead you on, with his words

He'll rob you of your world

and he'll sweep you off your feet

He'll give you character like an actor in a play

And you'll never see him, huh

when he makes his getaway so beware

[Verse 1]

Take precaution for protection

when steppin' through the night

your midsection'll get stiff like erections

and in peace you'll be restin'

Don't waste my time on no foes

Sportin' fat clothes is the code

Waitin' on this new low the scheme unfolds

Cream, breakin' open the seams of my Jabot jeans

Dreams of my team, blowin' up the uptown scene

My dome piece is intact got my mind on one issue

To make dough and foes gettin' wet up like a tissue

Is y'all wid us?, then let us, sit back and meditate

and think of new plans to stand and watch our dough elevate

We tote heat like guerillas for fellas that's jealous

No need to worry for the stash pot it's in the cellar

Wid the right production brain start to function I feel percussion

Memory banks overload which leads to combustion

My cavalry watches me constantly

Therefore I have to spit shit that's more catchin' than an allergy

Follow me, I bleed to get my point across

I need Gs to succeed sellin' weed

and bring forth a little seed envy me

Ain't no need but if you have to

I'll put a slug in that ass and leave ya stiff like a statue

S-A, N-T-O, D-O-M-I, N-G-O and puerto blacka on the red eye

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I'm sick and tired of not being that number one nigga in this

Fightin' full scale wars to the finish

But I believe in God backwards, to the dog catchers

I roll playin' leap frogs and snacth ya

There ain't no place for me here so I gotta split

This is the last learnt lesson that I gotta get

You can hate me now, yeh

But ya better off dressin' in drag to take me out

Go to the mil man march as Klansmen and make it out

Disguised as Bushes at the White House stakin' out

I laugh at those foes that claim that they can't get disposed of

like torn clothes, believe it son, yeh

I got jackets that got hatchet compartments

Back watched automatic for dramatic departments

I'm a Prodigy who don't need Havoc to rock it

My Mobb's Deep quick to plead insanity on it

A pack of wild Dominicans who give they life to get the point across

A bullet proof for when enterin' oblivions

S-A, N-T-O, D-O-M-I, N-G-O and puerto blacka on the red eye

[Hook]

[Talking]

You know how that go, say no more...

You know, this is that Washington Heights theme song man

This is that New York theme song

Say no more....I mean you know how that go

as far as growin' up in the streets

Everybody done been there and back

When it comes to New York knawhat I mean?

Soldiers dyin'...