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 Cru Armaggedon LyricsShowdown, Armageddon Allah, yo, Akbar One to the chest, two to the back Three to the face with my gat, gat, gat Keep a close casket, made a son a bastard Got to stay strapped but the Cru is comin' back Loungin' with my Cru above Meck and Harmony Bringin' like 13 other niggas, at least Took them for some action 'cuz we love to party The double agent, Biggie Smalls and BDP So um, walked up in the spot, pisses Hugs, frowns, hugs, disses Walkin' through the crowd I bumped into Russell Russ Huggin' me some love, you rich mothafuck Everyone was there, representin' Just a good shit, Funk Flex, representin' All of a sudden I thought shit gettin' thin Wu-tang actin' up with their group from Shaolin Erick Sermon tried to representin' his island He said, "Hey", niggas joked him Redman seen this nigga, uh, nuh that's his brother Jumped over the bar like he was Soopaman Lova Jersey had his back, that's a fact But BDP was out to hit this nigg' with they classic traps Six minutes, KRS you're on The bridge is over, South Bronx drop the bomb Nas and his boys were in there yellin', "Kill that boy" Oh shit, in the gutter everything went wrong Biggie Smalls yellin', "Can't we just all get along?" Nope, it's Armageddon One to the chest, two to the back Three to the face with my gat, gat, gat Keep a close casket, made a son a bastard Got to stay strapped but the Cru is comin' back One to the chest, two to the back Three to the face with my gat, gat, gat Keep a close casket, made a son a bastard Got to stay strapped but the Cru is comin' back Oh, shit, all hell breakin' loose Instead I should of went to that party at the muse For ugly, I didn't and here's where I'm at Chill, is that Q-Tip pullin' out a gat? Damn, now I know somethin's really wrong First to bust off, Fat Joe from P-Long Black moon caught mad brooms and they done Method Man, murdered by the same gun Kool G. Rap lickin' shot and KRS But he didn't die fast 'cuz the brother had a vest Ooh, nigga took Kool G. with him Both dead from head wounds when the lead hit him Everybody going buck nuggy, word life Rakim throwed slit by Eric B's knife Damn, this gettin' iller than I thought Playin' the back on the law so I won't get caught Wonder where Yogi is at in this piece LL slumped over the bar, deceased Redman, a dead man, essence forever Latifah in the corner with a fuckin' head sever But as I look around, know everybody's dead Wait, what's that code shit on? Send "Armaggedon" Ringtone to your Cell
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