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    [Chorus: Hell Razah]
    You got my back, I got your front
    >From the start to finish
    Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
    Take my back, got your front
    >From the start to finish
    Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
    Got your back, take my front
    >From the start to finish
    Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
    Got my back, got your front
    >From the start to finish
    Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants

    [Shyheim]
    I'm a N.W.A. with nineteen shot glizzy
    I'm all thugged and Krazyie, Layzie, Flesh, Wish and Bizzy
    I'm too wild, you don't wanna see my act up
    Police gotta call the national guard for back up
    My shit don't stink, I never touch my link
    Shyheim never sleepin, my eyes just cheat me
    And my army moves same, same

    [Hell Razah]
    Stick him for his mink
    Yall niggaz on some frontin shit, amped off a drink
    Money like to bring truck, bomb you till you faint
    I roll with top rank, soon to judge the angels sing

    [Shyheim]
    I'm ghetto like ?sun-do?, Wu-Tang Clansman
    We banned from the tunnel,

    [Hell Razah]
    We're scorin touchdowns, well yall wack rappers fumble

    [Shyheim]
    And talk about the projects, we never see you come through
    Catch em at their shows, their hidin in a limo

    [Hell Razah]
    We claimin Donnie Brasco, black Robert Deniros
    We're dirty street heros in the six double zeros

    [Shyheim]
    Benz, glocks with the infer-red lenses
    Money over bitches, like P, I'm infamous

    [Hell Razah]
    Thoughts is infinte, me and Shy run together
    Like the current census

    [Shyheim]
    We're co-defendants, society's menace
    I became a Jon Doe, so I be printed

    [Chorus: Shyheim]

    [Hell Razah]
    Aiyyo, it's war faces, I see outside the court cases
    See the first chapter become the bone body fracture
    I roll with player haters, down to mat rafters
    Out to put the gat to anybody playin after
    Climbin up ?Jacken's? latter, the common factor
    Red hook, never shake hooks or get you shit took
    Black hook indian givers with a sick hook

    [Shyheim]
    Hit with the book, I was hit with the book
    I'm a walkin timebomb, I smoke weed to keep me calm
    It's like she said, "I'm a bad mother fucker"
    When she read my palms, I did armed fuckin felony
    And with my moms tellin me, a twenty-seven D.V.D.
    For reals and mad man, in a instant a raider
    Is where we stash the grills
    It's all about the hundred dollar bills, Nigga what
    If shorty pushes you big, I stick it in her butt

    [chorus x2: both]

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