Notorious B.I.G., Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Coolio, Easy Mo Bee, Busta Rhymes, Big Mike, Redman, Buckshot, Ill Al Skratch The Points cover

The Points
by Notorious B.I.G., Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Coolio, Easy Mo Bee, Busta Rhymes, Big Mike, Redman, Buckshot & Ill Al Skratch
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Verse 1
For my one true
Our run's our rhyme
For my
One true
Our run's our rhyme
Verse 2
I went from construction Timbs, to AC's with rims
Flippin' mix tapes, to bitches feedin' me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people
Fuck the game, gimme the chain and the Range
My niggas up to par, drop-top Jaguars
Lock on you when you step in the car
Lock-whole you when you step in the car
That's the superstar status apparatus, more wins than Cassius
Cease roll the hashes in the pocket with the nine
Roll up the whole dime, as my seats recline
I want a presidential Roley, so I crush MC's to guacamole
Makin' Robin scream, "holy moley!"
Big Poppa, fuck a cape I'm that Paper Crusader
Playin' Sega in the wide body Blazer
Verse 3
I shot dice with a preacher and drank yak with a pastor
So I see myself and I know, my own lord and master
When your ass was born it was all on the own and
When it's time to die you'll be all alone so
Open up your mind, ball up your knuckle bone and
Start takin care of your own, nigga
Everybody's schemin' with the nature of a sinner
So I look inside myself to gather strength from the inner
I gots to fight back against the powers that be
'Cause the powers that be be, tryin to fight me
Standin' at the crossroad but I wasn't by myself
Some take the right and, some take the left
But lo and behold, what do I see?
In the distance, some resistance
Verse 4
For my one true
Our run's our rhyme
For my one true
Our run's our rhyme
For my one true
For my one true
For my
One true
Our run's our
Verse 5
It's that Funkadelic, funk Doctor Spock impale it
Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on helmets
I roam the streets where there's no peace, relax
Funk comin' in stacks, bullets comin' from gats
So I duck, lyrical buck buck get stuck
I'm jammin' like Smuckers for all you motherfuckers
That cause the ruckus, then I fix a few snitches, bla-dow!
Plus my style cock like new bitches
I roll with forward high punches, spit a flame like Liu Kang
Burnin' yo' membranes, when the wind change
Mad explicit was lifted, my scriptures
Leavin' your mic boney like that plus-tale of the Crypt plus bitch
Uh, all y'all niggas suck my balls one time
While I unwind I'm bustin' yo' ass counter-clockwise
I get dumb, and dumber while your vision blur
For all the losers
Verse 6
Ayo mayday, mayday
Raise the white flag, let the pants sag
Fuck the drag, I'm a puff a whole bag
It's low down and I'm low-key
Now O.G. Niggas know me (True)
So take it easy, let's dance
Verse 7
It ain't surprisin', these motherfuckers still hatin'
They must don't know, I ain't that nigga to be played with
Different stages, way back in eighty-eight
Bet a nigga like Mike'll stomp the head of a snake
My voice was felt, when my feet hit the ground
And fate is fair, when my heat made a sound
Now, how did I relate what's gonna fall
When my niggas made the fuckin' "Final Call"?
Verse 8
It ain't no sunshine, it ain't no sunshine
It's like yea yea yea yea, yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yeah, it's like that
Verse 9
For my one true
Our run's our rhyme
For my one
One true
For my one true
Our run
Our run
Run's
Our
Rhyme
Verse 10
Hey you, don't you dare give me no type of argument
All these devils are mad because we be the most dominant
Hey, hit you with fatness, represent my blackness
Run up on devils like a savage in pursuit of happiness
You better believe every-time we come, we come hard
The undisputed truth is that the black man is God
Now every-time I turn around my people start subtractin'
They cause this shit then they wonder why we start overreactin'
Hey ey ey, you can pick and choose it
Right before you lose it, I'm a hit you with my music
I'm fryin' up shit sizzlin' like cyanide
Watch me go inside, please give me room, yo step aside, ha!
Those who commit the ultimate crimes
Bitches run around like snitches out there droppin' dimes
Get yo' shit tossed by my hammer, the survivalist
Represent the next black man
Verse 11
I stepped in the jam with the God on my side
And the God S.T. Is still waitin' in the ride
So I, step to the DJ and tell the DJ
Yo throw the wax on, how many MC's must get dead?
Verse 12
Putting your shit in the pave Hitting them mean with the gauge
Me Lil' Lay with Rip, Kray, Straight Gotta blaze them a's
And never to taste Bone me deadly thugstas
Thuggish ruggish never to take no losses
Put 'em all in a coffin get dearly departed better off there
Verse 13
Reliving the psychopath and down with the bucking blast, and taking my chance
'Cause when you get near my sawed off who gone be rest, to pass the blast 'cause if
Ya thinking of kicking these ya best be packing yo sit to B's that it makes a difference I'm
Moving yo ass with the quickness
Verse 14
Now Krayzie Bone is rip (buck, buck, buck) fucking once
It ain't a nigga to pick up
A pen to be ripping the skin to send it down to the mac ten there's never another to cover
The brother I smother the sucka and move undercover be leaving them niggas as they go
And take cover, but throwing, and doing a second murder
Verse 15
Creep with the street, sweeper, better R.I.P. and pray
The bullet don't put in much work but I'm a sure, wit, shot
Puttin' the bullets just where it hurts, and um
With a me tech'll slip up one on the popos, Bone, Bone
Better be nothing to me, you set up, wet up, get 'em on the get up, Bone won't let up

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