Parole Violators - Capone-N-Noreaga

Yo, parole violating fugitives on the run, son

Live by the gun, son, die by the gun, son

We can make it happen if we want to

Jakes’ll get that ass quick if they really want you.

Capone, you stay on street, and keep the cipher complete

2 5 circle, caught you snitching now we hurt you

Fake Scarface, coming out your mouth all loose

He think he thugging it, ice mugging it

âCause he drugging it

My rap loop, I still shoot

Ask Iraq (Lefrak), you better bust back,

Keep it like that

Real fact — my life revolve around gat

The heat is god

Guard me, like bodyguard

TNT, ESPN, CNN

We each bring 10, stick em up and break wind

Pumps he rule, run through, yo god — you

I got God-U, for him and you

Greg Tate (asshole), leave his mouth taped

Eliminate, news on BET, got pictures of me

Killer ki, the F.B.I.

scanned the blocks

Use photography, want me and my team out the country (stay low)

Kilargo, shipped the cargo, back to Vehardo

In P.R., kid I came home on my C R,

Crisis, 2−5-to, we rock ices,

Castro castrate, put the bogie out in his face

Leave him scraped, you fake nigga move fake

In Lefrak we regulate… what, what, what, buck-buck, what

Khadafi L-I-C, that ol' fly shit

Coming from the Bridge, Kuwait, do or die shit

Jose Luis and Iraq recognize it,

You get laced before the jakes realize it

Guerrilla form all in your dorm

Don’t be surprised, kid,

Weak trick — go âhead and snitch like your man did

War Report, cut ya life short

Babe Ruth niggas ain’t ready for blood sport

Yo we masked up, pointing the heat

Duct taping her, gag her mouth so she can’t scream

Start Camcorder, you won’t miss it âcause we taping her…

Fed Ex, you got the tape next day in the mail

Now you organize your team with gats, ready to bail

But you 180, my reactions 360

You ass-betting, know where I’ll be

So come get me

Khadafi, gun-play

Artie Clay, use illegal aid

Tryin to go to trial with the DA

What!