Junior M.A.F.I.A. — White Chalk

[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.] I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it [Verse 1: Trife & Larceny] I thought I told you never to trust nobody but us Now the gats must bust, malicious, black, viper, venomous There's gonna be a lot of white chalk and brains on the sidewalk I know you hear me, nigga, talk Nigga, I'm weak and can't move my mouth to speak And they caught me creepin', deep in the hood, peepin' Larce was sneakin' they took me off my feetin' But fucked up because my heart's still beatin' I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'ma creep Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my enemies Psychopath, when the date of wrath Resolve the conflict, I'ma lick who did it And who the fuck was with it 'Til they dead covered blood red Pumpin' lead 'til them bastards ain't got no head The raw deal, bad era switched to terror You could pray all day but still gon' die anyway [Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.] I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it [Verse 2: Larceny & Trife] When I come, I'm comin' right Fuck tip-toein' in the night I tear 'em up in broad daylight Snakes too crudoo for you Nigga catch deja vu when I'm aimin' my gat at you It's time ta make it happen, fuck the yappin' I'ma step the fuck up and start clappin' Double action, 2 .44 revolvers for satisfaction Clickin' off reaction All those robberies we breezed Backed down DTs, feelin' the murder disease Thou shall die when I catch you And look you in your eye, nigga, nice try Our whole life and thinkin', centered in drugs Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs Engraved, with the mark of the beast The shots I released increased, aimin' for they head piece [Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.] I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it [Verse 3: Larceny & Trife] Murder's the death penalty Don't need nobody helpin' me but the other half of Snake And Me Us two combined, shots ta lick, Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique Now who goes the road against it? Niggas got drama I'm gon' kill his {baby} first and then his {momma} Ain't no time for bitchin', callin' police and snitchin' You live by the gun, you die by the gun Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun? Try to murder my blood, can't let it slide Family pride, committin' grisly homicide Blunted, lame niggas get hunted Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos Fuckin' with a pro, I hit, I don't miss Niggas spit clips disappear in the mist, check it I showed you rugged, put you fools in dirt Tryin' ta put in work, but only gettin' ya fuckin' self hurt [Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.] I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it I got more Glocks and TECs than you Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it [Outro: Trife] For my niggas; Nino Brown, Lil' Cease B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vec, Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac... Motherfucker