Featuring ty nitty 
* (bonus track on cd rom) 
(chorus / havoc): 
Cause in the long run we could be on son 
It's on son 
Extra cash just for more guns 
Cause in the long run we could be on son 
It's on son 
Extra cash just for more guns 
Let's start the warfare.... 
(ty nitty): 
Yo ty nitty  airforce one's call up my duns 
Got more niggas seeds on sesame buns 
Caught a body on the run 
You don't want none, lump some 
Exort niggas for they lump sum no doubt 
Proceed,where that weed indeed 
Havoc laced the track razor sharp, you bleed 
(havoc): 
My whole mission, like a platoon take position 
Ain't goin in if my clique can't get in 
That's word to mines have you stressed like jail time 
Get that loot up, no doubt i bail mines 
Easy access 
Shorty straight up hit the mattress 
Have you role playin just like a actress 
My tactics leavin niggas stuck doin back flips 
I black out 
Take it to the gats 
Fuck this rap shit 
Let my niggas shine 
Rate my rhymes like a dime 
Swollen bullet wounds, head ass niggas 
(prodigy): 
Yo, 
Who's the one to be made into example 
Nigga you pop shit wit the wrong guys this time 
What! (gunshots) 
My mobb'll get on top ya, topple ya 
Like a fall guy you fell down clown 
Heard some four pound sound my '86 style now (gunshot) 
Ten years later still hold a firm ground 
Nigga p thugly 
Enter the ring wit something for anyone who wanna play gun 
What up g? 
I'll clap you stop in your tracks, how about that? 
Now analyze these cats wit live nigga rap 
You seen strapped, came outside all hype wit gats 
Got juiced up, now bishop think he thuggin it black pimp 
Let's rap a taste 
You get your little head pinched off 
Brooklyn touched you, then left you for queens to finish off 
Fuck a ----- keith murray and his whole clique 
Yea, you snuffed me in front of the cops, that bullshit 
Told you come around the corner, no police and no witnesses 
Little to your knowledge 
You almost got shot but that's aiight though 
I'm a catch ya ass again 
You fuckin immigrant ------ for two cent 
My mobb runnin shit you fuckin carlton ave coward 
The forecast call for gray skies and gun showers 
(chorus / havoc): 
Cause in the long run we could be on son 
It's on son 
Extra cash just for more guns 
Cause in the long run we could be on son 
It's on son 
Extra cash just for more guns