Lyrics Forever M.C. x It’s Different – Piranhas

Hey yo
Hey yo man come on man stop playin’ man
Hey yo get busy nigga
Don’t know what the fuck you’re doing over there man

Raekwon:
Hey yo
He was a serpent, too many foul moves was made
No love amongst the wicked, gotta get his head severed
I caught him in Miami, I was heavily armed
Blew an oz. of the blue dream, I was ready and calm
Fiendin’ just to do him dirty already got the plan mapped out snatched him up and headed back to the hideout
Welcome here some exercised torture
This is everyday work ice cold grills with no smirks
Seen em’ frontin’ with some skeezers
Actin’ like he’s a boss with no rank
Pussy posin’ as a leader
Had a bitch with me from the island
A true man-eater/diva
Dark skin Geneva
I sent her over told her to persuade em’
Walked him outside tossed him in the trunk and then we slide got to the house tied him up plastic on the carpets tub full of piranhas I threw him in a watched him holla

Ghostface Killah:
Caused hell on your receptionist
A foreigners pharmacist
You all in my face who wanna put a star on it
Scarface big tour bus with the bar in it
Jets with the escalator steps with your moms in it
Electric stove she holdin’ my gold medals

Masta Killa:
Same old bullshit ya’ll respect ignorance
Niggas I’ll split your fuckin’ head with the quickness
Sure improve intelligence back about my business
As far back as I can remember it’s been gangsta
Had to hustle hard make it better
Kept a nickel plated.32 behind the dresser
Show me where she kept it in case of any pressure
Friends all fresher tired of havin’ lesser
Workin’ wasn’t workin’ 40 hours overtime
Pockets still hurtin’ big decision makin’ knew a few Jamaicans
Brung me in showed me how to win camouflage blend watch for the shark fin
Osiris of the sea cypher circling the serpent 10% selling you a dream
Fiends comin’ 2 cop I won’t stop till it’s got gettin’ it
I won’t stop till it’s got gettin’ it

Cappadonna:
When I see that guppy I’m a give him the business
We all know he be talkin’ to the witness smell the foulness
He a trader and all that he all out of his space put him in his place
I can’t give up the grace I can see the devil in his face
I’m in the hood comin’ down the fire escapes
A lot of cats can’t see me I’m the great ape
Machine gun in my hand headed down the fire escape
Yo Rae if they violate give em’ set date because tomorrow I’mma be movin’ to Cali
Gold teeth nigga bring back Bally’s I’m out here pumpin’ these mafuckin’ raps
Yo eighty show these niggas what we do to wax
Hip hop nigga don’t make me come out my starter hat
Blow all these fake niggas off the face of the map then Imm’a hit syllable up call up the cartel
Doin’ hot shit goin’ through hell
Police popped my homie now it’s time to rebel real niggas no matter what don’t tell ahh