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House Gang Animalz - "Park Hillz Finest"
Lyrics to Park Hillz Finest : (feat. Fes Taylor, Inspectah Deck, Leathafase) [Fes Taylor:] Yo, Fes Taylor the gangsta, ride on you wankstas Now I pull it and shake ya, or bullets and bang ya Park Hill, 240 building we make a killin Rap gang make a million, its like ransom from takin children Yall create the villain, and then wanna see em dead When he seein bread, you be soaked like you peed the bed Im the reason you bleed Im squeezin fly lead, right through ya fuckin head Always somethin said Spread love to my wolves, shed blood for my crew Gangster it out, do what you wanna do Want to talk city to city, and coach state to state Betty Crocker aint got shit on the kid, when bakin cakes I brake you an eighth, get on your feet, but I aint wit Niggas livin off me, wake up and smell the coffee I know you cowards wanna off me I ham shower, on they walkie talkies Pull the caliber on porky [Leathafase:] Livin star, a constellation that cant shine Im hungry, when facin starvation, I plant nines Divined in the cut, you get touched our imposts To the spine of the gut, when you get bust by the toast Now you roast from the things, that I cut you on post Smoke a Dutch to the roach, with my criminal approach My material soaks in your brain cells Cats with scratch serials, will crack ya egg shell Its Leathafase bitch, get the correct name spelled Your son, your a lame, and Imma make your frame melt Under the belt, lies a 3-89, loco Im crazy I got big guns larger then a premature baby Now you see us all gravy, over white rice, home slice Bring animosity, precise to your doorstep No remorse, no regrets, I just inject death From a handheld object thatll lay you to rest [Interlude: Carlton Fisk] You know how we do, lay you to rest nigga Comin for yall niggas, explosion [Carlton Fisk:] Nothin to say now, industry beef We gon spray rounds to lay down, crime boss pay now Dont get it fucked up, drape thatll extra grime When I pop up, you next in line Swift with a nine, and conflict, the four foot five And we AWOL, cant control these Animalz, and mind that Staten Islands back on the map Why, the PLO, fugitives that, get used to the fact Drama in the streets, you gon see it, son get used to the clap Block bust emotions, picture doggie preview that Carlton Fisk, low on the Lex, gorilla Homicide Housing Came to collect, no sound, just pain in your neck This Homicide Housing, comin for yall niggas [La Banga:] I run with, R felons, and reputed assassins Reckless criminals, who live for the action Like when its on, beef becomes merciless And this coincides with slashes, stabbings, and murders Countless with bleep on the scene Jet in crib, to change outfits Hopin they aint seen at the time To return to the scene of the crime The shake cops and snitches The name of the pitches, incorporate with a mind Who eliminates problems in any bank in its path of ritches See your treasury, and life is through ya math and bitches Half made it, half seen it, and half statistics I know, niggas bein tried for bodies Cause when they got snatched for ratchets Their guns had match for listens Trays ya presented, is somethin like words of a witness That got permission, to go and criticize my flow But one things for sho, which yall cant condemn this Get with infinite glow, and yall cant just end it You got beef, then kill yourself, fuck your henchmen [Inspectah Deck:] I roll with a dirty dozen, thirsty hustlin Crawl back, you heard me cousin, ya herbs be frontin Dangerous I came with, banger and fists Majorin this, you think not, wager your chips We lay in the pits, with weed bags, razors and bigs Fuck this cow hide, this how I, been able the gift Make them thugs get down on the floor, we found on the low For them pesos, we pound on your dough Wolves in the wilderness, from bricks on the juggle Equip with the muscle, big fish in this hustle Chicks thatll fuck you, then bust you No love in the struggle, and dont talk to me, I dont trust you Raw like ants thatll bite, how to get hype Runnin with the mountain bike, shoutin my kite, what up' [ Park Hillz Finest Lyrics ]
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