Yeah, yeah go [bad word] Raise [bad word] yeah, yeah
Raise [bad word] yeah, yeah
Go [bad word]  raise [bad word] 
The new single, kid get your [bad word] mixed
Catch this new slug from the M.O.P. hit list
It's thorough for the cars, for the clubs, for the Jeeps
(For the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deep)

Hold it down, Home Team back out to sail this
Make 'em collapse with caps and fame make 'em famous
The "Downtown Swinger" gun slingers rock wild
And when I die, I won't be putting out flames in [bad word] 
Cop a 10 Milli from the corner store Arab
Fools with [bad word] jewels get stuck for they karats
Hold on you hear [bad word] , you hear somebody gunnin'
Them niggaz that [bad word] with [bad word] 

'Cause it's
(Bullets over Brownsville)
I'm from the place where trey-pounds and fo-pounds kill
Fool how that sound?
(I'll)

The star vendor, bend 'em like car fenders
Serve 'em like bartenders
What's next on the agenda?
Dope rap, we drop off crack they can't stand it

When I'm [unverified] when only we be gettin
'open like the 'Ville with this [bad word] Show me on point in this game
'Cause fame plays well, and I raise well, so I raise [bad word] 
Yeah, go [bad word]  raise [bad word] Yo, yeah, raise [bad word] Go [bad word]  raise [bad word] 
Raise [bad word]  it's another death wish, I guess it's time
To grip nines, to rip behind enemy lines, where [bad word] And get the troopers that think
It's somethin' sweet

M.O.P. niggaz was raised in the street, kid
Ain't nuttin' changed 'cause I'm rappin', I am a
I'll [bad word] and I still will bust my hammer
(Is he a gangsta?)

Blaze G's, I don't stress 'em
When I, catch 'em I stretch 'em I bless 'em
And let his momma dress 'em
The name's Bill, the game's real, me and Fame feel

We can blow trial, and yo I'm ill
So blow in your face
(Bla-bla-bla-blow)
To the death
(Buka-KLAK)
'Til there's nothin' left

I ain't gon' be playin' no games witchu frauds
Whenever the two guns bustin'
Just don't be [bad word]  this Drama Lord
(Take it to 'em son)
Yeah, we got a plan

And Billy Danze packin' more steel than Bugsy Moran
([Unverified])
To the terrible organization
It's the M.O.P.'s last generation
Who wanna confrontation?

It's hammer time
And I'm layin' on you to see me
(Is he a tough guy?)
Nah that's how they make him look on TV

Fake jerks I rattle
Snake chumps I saddle
And ride they [bad word] All the way to the bus without no [bad word] 
The hill-top, will-rock, non-stop
Squeeze glocks, at the [bad word] son
He [bad word]  so I ain't gotta chase him
(Do you think you can take him?)
Take him then I back him down and lace him, raise [bad word] 
Raise [bad word] Hell, [bad word]  go [bad word] raise [bad word] Raise [bad word] Go [bad word] raise [bad word]