Armed N Dangerous

[Intro: Marvelous Bless]

Yeah... Ghetto Government

Marvelous... Bless...

We do what the fuck we want?

You heard me? Nigga... let's go...

Yo... huh

[Chorus: Marvelous Bless]

Get bucked and get hit, what, now or never

Four fifths and long sense, burn through your leather

You couldn't stop this, niggas seeing more cheddar

Laying back, my whole click eating mo' better

Get bucked and get hit, what, now or never

Four fifths and long sense, burn baby burn

You couldn't stop this, niggas seeing more cheddar

Laying back, my whole click, yo

[Hook: Hell Razah]

It go pop-pop-pop, when you shot, whose to blame?

Headlines, front page, Ghetto Gov's the name

It's Razah Rubies, GG's the game

Yours truly, yo GG ya flame

[Hell Razah:]

On the dirty blocks of Red Hook, we learned to get our first checkbook

Be a crook, let the cocaine cook

Little brothers turn to workers, cops draw guns

So they can search us, and question us about the murders

Til we figure, why, God cursed us

And that this wicked world was never worth us

We show respect, to the ones who birthed us

Took care of us, on welfare, we grown now, belchin' from beers

Smoke weed in the project stairs

Half my peers, got hit with like, fifteen years

And the age we was at, was like, sixteen years

Graves is callin', open it, for slaves to fall in

As the ghetto take the lives of those, made for ballin'

Layin' in coffin, cries to the church organ

Some will hustle til six in the morning, just for the fortune

For a new whip, invented for flossin'

Cop the Benz, from the auto auction, we broke his window with a piece of porcelein

Stay strapped for ya jealousy cats

Lay they heads, same place they do they felonies at

You ain't the only one who sell crack, or got gats

Alotta niggas got that, some left with death and never got back

Some will cock back, and pop that, so pop shit without that

Be careful what you follow if you ain't about that

[Chorus x2]

[Marvelous Bless:]

Who am I? Accumulate weight

T circulate the great, capitalize your face, that state

Bless 'em son, the raw lyricist nigga, feeling this papa

They fearing us, pockets thick like this

You funny style, bitch love me long time, got a purpose on this Earth

Take yours for what it's worth, keep mines, Government style

Now something proper, you ain't seen in a while, hah

Sure shot, New York, what, seeing the ball drop

Bringing the raw hop, hustling hip hop

The west is feeling us, the east we won't stop

You can take it there, if you think he better than bring him here

I handle mines, sounding like a flat poor dime

This is Marvelous time, and I'm a starve for mine

Let the gem shine, think I'm getting stuck for mine

You got me fucked up, my whole click, waiting for you dicks

Send a cute four-fifth with dark tints and four fifths

No talking, hit you in your spine, no more walking

Cock back the loss, and let 'em play a coffin

Nigga respect me, I give your right eye, a black eye

Like I'm a lefty, you bleeding with a buck fifty

And that's a pity, a damn shame, playing this game

Look what happened to them cats just for saying my name

Now we got your bitch, in the cubby, running the train

I'm a get her pussy, papi, yo it's never the name

Marvelous, who you think it is? Run in your crib

Looking for the wiz, tying up your wife and kids

I handle my biz, eating out your Kenmore 'fridge

While you, praying for sympathy, hoping you live, what?