One On One Lyrics

One On One lyrics

Verse one:



In the rotten apple, take a bite taste the worm

Embrace the world of reality we're faced to learn

Coke connection drug
bust, graveyards where thugs rest

I keep my mug blessed, the evil is
illegal substance sold

Roll mob deep, guns in the black jeep

Mac-11's and legends, cracks in the streets

Patroller, gold
money-folder, gun happy soldiers

Never sober takin over, my blood is
colder

Niggaz respect violence so I become it

I'm from it, I even
done it blunted so run it



Yeah son, you know what this is

Take it off [come on dunn, don't even come at me like that]

[dunn,
come on dunn]



Chorus:



Imagine this, no guns no
knife

It's a one on one so now we gots to fight, son

Imagine this,
no gun no knife

It's a one on one now we got to fight, yeah

Imagine
that, no gun no knife

It's a one on one now we got to fight, yeah

Imagine this, no gun no knife

It's a one on one, son



Verse two:



Yo I'm a cream fiend, with a mean dream

Brain
full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the greens

Give you what you
never seen, the ips on the mac-10

It's 2:10 in the a.m. in the streets of
queens

Try hard and die hard

Chances of survivin the game is like
tryin to feed allah lard

A walk a piece with a deadly shadow

They
want to blow me with the double barrel, found no sorrow

I brawl with
blanka, caught bison in a thinker

Don't make hell your new home, with the
blue chrome

Mistakes want me, sauve fellow but raunchy

The soul of a
cold body haunts me, I flee the country

But only to shed tears for
years

Too wild for my own self, hopin help is near

Street fightin
was cool but in school I brought a new tool

Toolin with the devil, a
rebel, a fool



Chorus:



Imagine this no guns no
knife

Just a one on one where we got to fight, yeah

Imagine this no
gun no knife

Just a one on one where we got to fight, yeah

Imagine
this no gun no knife

Just a one on one where we got to fight, yeah

Imagine this no gun no knife

Just a one on one, a one on one



Yeah, take it to the bridge -- queensbridge



Yo whassup money?
	[yo yo do you remember this face? ]

[yeah yeah yeah, run these, run
these]

*sounds of brawl* [break you down! get broke!]

[no hands,
run that, run that, run that, no hands]



Verse three:



I hear jake walkie-talkies in my sleep

Marked money I keep, play the
bitches all week

I visualize coups, alligators in suits

Elevators
in my mansion that rises to the roof

Sippin eighty proof, watchin juice,
but hold up

I see some brothers tryin to roll up, wishin I could fold
up

It's hard to see their faces in they hoodies, I better boogie

Too late, I tried to swing when they jigged me, I'm out...



Yeah
yeah kid, don't front, 360 degrees, knowhati'msayin? 

That's how it comes
back at you.	queensbridge, that's how we live.

South side, all that. new
york, light it up, light it up.

Yo yo you saw how I snuffed that kid? 
[yeah I saw that, I saw that]

You know how we steppin. that's how we do
out here in the street fight!