I Shot Ya

[00:07.98] I Shot Ya (remix)
[00:08.74] LL Cool J
[00:10.44] PYONG! 3
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[00:25.39] I'm here to make a dollar out of 15 cents
[00:28.05] And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet taking a shit
[00:30.64] My style is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip
[00:33.81] Fuck all that sensuous shit
[00:36.63] I represent intellectual violence
[00:39.06] And leave your clique holier than the 10 Commandments
[00:41.45] Like Redman I shift with the ruck
[00:44.55] If your if was a spliff we'd be all fucked up (Word up)
[00:47.10] No need to ask you who is he, son I get busy
[00:49.96] Scuff my Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities
[00:52.40] (Chicago, LA, any of 'em) I'll have to Norman Bate you
[00:55.69] I love ta hate you cause youse a freak by nature
[00:57.56] Can't wait to face you, mutilate you
[01:00.58] Drink your style down straight with no chaser
[01:03.97] My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your back
[01:06.62] As soon as one of you niggas try to over react
[01:09.12] The L.O.D. love good confrontation or vamp
[01:12.67] Break your concentration, murder your camp
[01:14.76] For tha jealous, overzealous, we fellas
[01:16.84] Blow the the spot like Branford Marsalis
[01:20.56] Niggas coming through and acting wild
[01:23.11] Y'all commercial niggas better have a coke and a smile, I shot you
[01:25.96] I conversate with many men, it's time to begin again
[01:28.68] Forgot what I already knew, ayo, you hear me friend
[01:31.26] Illuminati want my mind, soul and my body
[01:34.35] Secret society, trying to keep they eye on me
[01:37.53] But I'm stay incogni', in places they can't find me
[01:40.64] Make my moves strategically, the G.O.D
[01:43.00] It's sorta similar but iller than a chess player
[01:45.48] I use my thinker, it coincides with my blinker
[01:48.64] While you wondered what we saying on the records real
[01:50.69] Yeah, you mothafuckin' right kid you know the deal
[01:52.83] My Mobb is Infamous just like the fuckin' title read
[01:57.98] You get back slapped so hard make ya nose bleed
[01:59.51] Some kids feeling guilty 'bout the The truth hurts baby girl so just face it (Alright)
[02:03.36] But anyway, back on the real side of things
[02:07.65] My niggas sling cracks and wear fat diamond rings
[02:10.27] Not only is it inside the songs that we sing
[02:12.72] Everything is real not just a song that we sing
[02:15.65] From my life to the paper, very accurately
[02:18.43] Give you all of my two so maybe you can three
[02:21.32] Prodigy will forever will S-H-I-N-E
[02:23.85] My shit attract millions like the moon attract the sea
[02:26.50] How dare you ever in your life walk past me
[02:29.30] Without acknowledging this man as G-O-D, I shot you faggot ass
[02:32.51] Now who the fuck you think you talking to, I pay dues I spray crews
[02:34.12] Look I'm Joey Crack, motherfuckers be like he's bad news
[02:36.84] Runnin this racket, from New York to Montego
[02:38.79] Slaughtering people, bring a ton of keys from Puerto Rico
[02:43.18] I'd rather be feared than loved because the fear lasts longer
[02:45.87] These bitch-ass niggas know we stronger
[02:45.95] Than these weaklings, seeking for respect that ain't there
[02:51.20] Knuckleheads beware there's mad tension in the air
[02:54.23] Tommy guns for fun shotties for block parties
[02:56.84] While fresh lead heats up your insides like a fifth of Bacardi
[02:59.56] Call the ambulance, this man's wet
[03:02.69] Bullets cut him down from the root up just like a Gillette
[03:04.98] Razor, which I keep hidden in my oral
[03:07.70] Ready to spatter at any ad out that wants to quarrel
[03:11.29] These feds want me for some tax evasion
[03:13.26] Mad at the fact that somebody's getting lucci that's not caucasian
[03:16.14] Bullets be blazing through these streets filled with torture
[03:18.59] Joey Crack a.k.a. Keyser Soze
[03:21.79] Thug niggas give they minks to chinks to down
[03:24.33] We sip drinks rockin' minks, flashing rings and things (What the deal)
[03:27.30] Fronting hardcore deep inside the Jeep, mackin
[03:29.76] Doing my thing fly nigga you a Scarface king
[03:32.79] Bitches grab ya ta-ta's, get them niggas for they chedda
[03:34.97] Fuck it, Gucci sweaters and Armani leathers
[03:37.19] Flossing rocks like the size of Fort Knox
[03:40.34] Four carats, the ice rocks, pussy banging like Versace locs pops
[03:43.80] Want ta the creep, on the light raw ass cheeks
[03:46.11] I'm sexing raw dog without protection, diseaese infested
[03:49.79] Italiano got the Lucciano
[03:52.21] I gets down fucking with Brown Fox extra keys to the drop
[03:55.02] Boo I'm Jingling Baby
[03:56.80] I got crazy Dominicans who pay me to lay low, I play slow
[03:59.83] Roll with The Firm, Mafiaso crime king pin
[04:03.65] It all real nigga what tha deal, I shot you
[04:06.90] What the fuck, I thought I conquered the whole world
[04:09.02] Crushed Moe Dee, Hammer and Ice-T's girl
[04:11.02] But still, niggas want to instigate shit
[04:14.25] I'll battle any nigga in tha rap game quick
[04:16.92] Name the spot, I make it hot for you bitches
[04:19.57] Female rappers too, I don't give a fuck boo
[04:22.70] Word, I'm here to crush all my peers
[04:25.29] Rhymes of the month in The Source for twenty years
[04:27.75] Niggas scared, I'm detrimental to your mental state
[04:30.68] I use my presidential Rolex to be the bait
[04:33.19] Niggas fight, Glock cocked ya temple gets fucked
[04:37.26] MC's, that fuck with LL they gets bucked
[04:39.04] That's real, what's up with that I Shot Ya deal
[04:41.44] Light shit, niggas slip now how the bullet feel
[04:44.14] New York appeal, in L.A. they gang bang
[04:47.74] But if you touch a mic your motherfuckin ass hang
[04:49.78] That's facts, niggas don't recieve no type of slack
[04:52.84] Cause if they do, they ass is always runnin back
[04:55.71] Not this time, but next time I'mma name names
[04:58.37] LL, shitting from on top of the game, I shot you
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