White Chalk lyrics

by

Faith Evans


[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it

[Verse 1: Trife & Larceny]
I thought I told you never to trust nobody but us
Now the gats must bust, malicious, black, viper, venomous
There's gonna be a lot of white chalk and brains on the sidewalk
I know you hear me, n*gga, talk
n*gga, I'm weak and can't move my mouth to speak
And they caught me creepin', deep in the hood, peepin'
Larce was sneakin' they took me off my feetin'
But f*cked up because my heart's still beatin'
I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'ma creep
Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my enemies
Psychopath, when the date of wrath
Resolve the conflict, I'ma lick who did it
And who the f*ck was with it
'Til they dead covered blood red
Pumpin' lead 'til them bast*rds ain't got no head
The raw deal, bad era switched to terror
You could pray all day but still gon' die anyway

[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
[Verse 2: Larceny & Trife]
When I come, I'm comin' right
f*ck tip-toein' in the night
I tear 'em up in broad daylight
Snakes too crudoo for you
n*gga catch deja vu when I'm aimin' my gat at you
It's time ta make it happen, f*ck the yappin'
I'ma step the f*ck up and start clappin'
Double action, 2 .44 revolvers for satisfaction
Clickin' off reaction
All those robberies we breezed
Backed down DTs, feelin' the murder disease
Thou shall die when I catch you
And look you in your eye, n*gga, nice try
Our whole life and thinkin', centered in drugs
Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs
Engraved, with the mark of the beast
The shots I released increased, aimin' for they head piece

[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
[Verse 3: Larceny & Trife]
Murder's the death penalty
Don't need nobody helpin' me but the other half of Snake And Me
Us two combined, shots ta lick, Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique
Now who goes the road against it? n*ggas got drama
I'm gon' kill his {baby} first and then his {momma}
Ain't no time for b*tchin', callin' police and snitchin'
You live by the gun, you die by the gun
Don't do this killin' sh*t for real, why do the sh*t for fun?
Try to murder my blood, can't let it slide
Family pride, committin' grisly homicide
Blunted, lame n*ggas get hunted
Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos
f*ckin' with a pro, I hit, I don't miss
n*ggas spit clips disappear in the mist, check it
I showed you rugged, put you fools in dirt
Tryin' ta put in work, but only gettin' ya f*ckin' self hurt

[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherf*ckin' chalk around it
[Outro: Trife]
For my n*ggas; Nino Brown, Lil' Cease
B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vec, Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac...
Motherf*cker
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