If you can swing it

Intro: Hell Razah (Tray Bag)

Man, stop frontin, fakin

It's time to stop frontin, man

Niggas be actin like they got millions

(If you can swing it, then bring it)

YouKnowI'msayin? You got children to be feedin

Seeds, nigga (If you can swing it, then bring it)

Makin eachother bleed, makin eachother bleed

KnowI'msayin?

[Hell Razah]

Yo, another day for the Sun to come out

BLOAW! I'm like the gun inside your mouth

Raise the temperature, got a short temper

Move with the grand emperor, get a V.I.P.

The beat left R.I.P., your idol seems

It's too many neighborhood heros playin Robert DeNiros

I explode, 'til your froze to sub-zero

Nuclear deliro to your ear hole

Nocturnal 7 burn a reverend, put away your Mac-11

Stick your head inside this guillotine

This is how we drug a fiend

with the power, to refine it, clean

I devour teams, death by the hour scheme

High beams, shine inside your dreams

I seen your gun gleam, aftermath, your steamed

Eh yo, Supreme, if you took time to alright, support mines

Hell Razah, bachelor extort rhymes, deport minds

[7th Ambassador]

All imports and exports will be lost

by the time you reach your next thought

You best walk, or death will be your escort

Let's talk, if you want to negociate

Me and snakes don't associate

Don't complain, I'm on your brain like novacaine

Non-brolic, can't hold the reign

You'll get slain like the Hunchback of Notre Dame

Chorus: Tray Bag

If you can swing it, then bring it and you feel what I feel

Bring your steel and your shield and still get pealed

If you can swing it, then bring it

Let's puff the hydro and do and number on the lumber and get nitro

If you can swing it, then bring it and you feel what I feel

Bring your steel and your shield and still get pealed

If you can swing it, then bring it

Royalties, higher days, laws, cop some pies for the Gods

[Tray Bag]

Bounties on your headpiece, flee from my fleet

Duck the ricochets, in these days my luger sprays

My evidence is concrete, my peeps pimped the streets

Harassed by the boss of the drug taskforce

All day, and evenin, them sirens by screamin

You tyrants be fiendin, way past the meanin

Your soil ain't fertile, but you challenged the hurdle

Stung by the tongue, from the heat we get you numb

Coke to a hope, we're all high, bone smoke

Down the Hill and (re)'veal your addiction to dope

Your ropes, lasos and chips of El Paso

Past the Mexicans where our friends do our smugglin

I'm jugglin, my ancient gram's cram royal ham

A wolf in sheep's clothin, bubbles on my holdin

Obsessed to the cess, out the jungles of Key West

in the Caribbeans, rubbin elbows with the Dominicans

Chorus: Tray Bag

If you can swing it, then bring it and you feel what I feel

Bring your steel and your shield and still get pealed

If you can swing it, then bring it

Let's puff the hydro and do and number on the lumber and get nitro

[Ty-Stick]

Yo, I blast tracks and snatch stacks, we all get paid

Bumrushin A&R's like a TNT raid

Smash walls in half, feel the reign of the wrath

News channels on the scene display the horror, bloodbath

One man army, Ty-Stick rips the scene

This ain't the ordinary shit Son, youknowwhatImean?

Step aside, form a line, any line, make way

Free agents on loose, yo these cats gotta pay

Banger, multiple wounds from the sharp-edged hanger

No need to speak Son, feel the heat, since the anger

Got shit locked down like a can of sardines

Buried below, underwater like submarines

I slide low key, but swift like a fox

Hold heat e'ryday like two pairs of sweat socks

Keep it real on my tracks, breakin legs and backs

Speak from experience, fuck the fiction, stick strictly with the facts

Word up, it be true, kid you know how I do

It seems my peoples never gonna learn the treacherous ways of Yacub

But bustin, it be on, word is bond, I sends heat

My style is nasty and raw like a jar of pigfeed

Word up, it be on like that kid, for real, no lie

Many men are prepared for war, ready to die

My own peoples by snitchin and cuttin throat

Been livin in the US ghetto for so long my peoples turnin red coat

Word up, be on point for the attack

It's goin down like that, it's goin down like that

Outro: Hell Razah (Tray Bag)

It's goin down like that

(If you can swing it, then bring it)

YouknowI'msayin? It's time to get serious

It's a war goin on, you could get shot

(If you can swing it, then bring it)

We own the territory, youknowI'msayin?

Violators will be prosecuted

(If you can swing it, then bring it)

KnowI'msayin? Hah, yeah, Nocturnal 7

Hah, yeah, Red Hook, Brooklyn

(If you can swing it, then bring it)