Crosstown Beef (com Mos Def)

Mos def:

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Medina green

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Dcq

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Long i too(?)

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The mighty mos def

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Can't forget cess

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Mercenary from the de la

(keep rising to the top)

Lace the beats up tight

Yo tell 'em dee

Dcq:

Four a.m.

Laid up at the res

Got a call made my heart

Jump out my chest

My man's got beef

At the dance

Exits is blocked

Enemies outside

With they heat on cop

He's says

That if he goes outside

He knows he gone get clapped

My man from way back

Ain't going out like that

He got peoples in the club

And his ties is strong

But he know

That they can only hold it

Down for so long

So now hes trapped off

And he's calling on me

To come

And represent

Like i'm g.o.d.

Of course i must agree

Cuz this is family

If tables was turned

He would do it for me

So now

I'm hopping out my bed

Ready put a nigga

Never seen 'pon dead

Guess a black man

Can't have no peace

Pull out my heat

Woke up out my sleep

Over crosstown beef

Chorus:

Crosstown beef

Be like crosstown traffic, thick

Brothers be on some real shit

Everyman get scared

And prepare for confrontation

When the slugs penetrate

You feel a burning sensation

Crosstown beef

Be like crosstown traffic, thick

Brothers be on some real shit

Everyman get scared

When prepared

For confrontation

Getting closer to god

In a tight situation

Mos def:

Yo check it

It was a friday

In the month of may

Around the time

When everybody

Put they game on play

See my girl was out

In deesa it was all on me

I figured i would hit

The metro on the mad l.d.

Now everybody know

What the spring time is about

Players polish up they game

Cause the shorties be out

I was rocking jew-els

And my wears was crisp

My man said there was a jam

That i shuould not miss

I hopped in the livery

Without a moment to spare

And when i rolled up

On the function

Everybody was there

I was catching sexy stares

From the shams in the rear

Saw my peers and heads

I haven't seen in years

Now i was getting caught up

In the nightlife mix

Then i see my main man

From my old time clique

Oh shit, not my nigga

Mos def in the house

Oh shit baby-paw

I ain't know you came home"

We talked about that

And this and way back since

When i seen a caravan

Sporting wild dark tints

It's window half cracked

And they was crusing slow

And was circling the block

Like they was po-po

Said i was jibbing with my man

So i paid it no mind

That's when the shots rang out

From the passenger side

It was a forty-five bark

That made us all duck down

Girls was letting out screams

As shells hit the ground

I was looking for my man

So we both could split

That's when he turned to me

And said "yo mos i'm hit"

I guess the street life

Don't leave a nigga alone

Laced up at the party

And he just came home

If he survive

I know he goin' retaliate

If he don't, they bought

They self a burial plate

Either way situation

Status on code red

I'm on the horn to tell

The fam its on like con ed

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Dcq: cash rule

Peace: peace

Who dis? the god 2

Yo whattup son?

Nothing much, maintaining you?

Right

I just came out the bing

And shit is mad real

This shit ain't bout nothing son

(son i know how you feel)

My girl is in the world

Trying to raise my seed

There's mad shit

That she want

And mad shit

That she need (true dat)

Plus she got some nigga

Knocking at her door (who dis?)

Some crab-ass cat

That she messed

With before (from where?)

Always acting wild

Disrespecting my g (stop playing)

I think he gotta go

What's the verdict dc

Dcq:

Verdict guilty

Left hand on the scene

You might be locked down

But you're part of the team

If you say gotta go

Then that's what he gotta do

Ain't nothing sweet son

Yo you know i'm here for you

Cash:

No doubt, come check me

On the day of knowledge born

Cause this phone shit ain't real

Yeah that tap shit be on

Plus the god wanna see you

So pull his name too

Cause he soon come home son

You know how he do

Dcq:

Yeah, the god get down

So i see you on the v-i

I'm a do my best

To get this broad

To bring you some lye

Peace to the gods

Read your math, hold your head

And as far as that kid goes

Remember what i said- peace

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