DJ Kay Slay, Greg Street, Raekwon, Lord Tariq, Kool G Rap, Ghostface Killah, Big Daddy Kane - 5 Deadly Venoms lyrics

Yeah! Come on! I know many boney
Niggas that knock big niggas out
Force MC's to write more when my pen is out
Indian Gym's pedestal prince sit on thrones
Crack bones hardly pay back loans
Fuck a Maybach I hash back a three G stone
One bitch, four fifth, rubber grip
Never hidden it's shown
This is for dirt balm niggas wingworm babies
Who smell like piss in school
Smoke wombs, rob and tote tools
Jail and poke fools, bash niggas in the head
With forties after thatm shake your
Hand and get more brew
Please be at ease God, fuck the disease God
You rap niggas front on me, I'm a squeeze God
Headline, man get sprayed by retard
Ghostly thing, he left behind the red clark
His gun bark up big trees
Made his dust with embalming
Olivie oil and mint leaves


When y'all bag up your
Fuckin bottles is empty
We serve glaciers that's why
The fiends is friendly

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime
I'm gonna make you leave, I'm
Gonna make you leave
I'm gonna make you leave!

Then, uh, what! Bread ridiculous
Heads want a whiff of this
Glad for hypocrites layin back
And triple this
Model heads hollow heads and the nickel fifth
When I juggle fuck a double
Nigga flip with chips
Sets I cripple this let a nigga nipple kiss
The scene'll hit or miss I'll
Show you where you ticklish
The more iceyed out need to
Bang your wifey out
She like the way my Rose Gold
Chain swing my thing bang
Know I got niggas in Sing
Sing like Ving Rhames
I'm not a nigga that maintain the same dames
I'm steady switchin up
Chevy truck glistened up
I'm not them other suckers
Motherfuckers listen up
This nigga riffin what
Who the fuck is kissin up
You own the cake you'll
Get ducktaped listen up
The goon trace when they say Buck lift 'em up
New York plates on the interstate shiftin up
What

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime
I'm gonna make you leave, I'm
Gonna make you leave
I'm gonna make you leave!

Aiyyo! Squeezin your hammer jammin it
Each of my niggas gamblin with
People don't think we family
Clark whip up call up Sammy
I clash with major paper my
Blood is an alligator
My style is a mile away from
Y'all niggas Sal of haters
We came to take it over my plane is delayed
I drove up with hangers and back up rovers
Movin through the rain with golfers
Who carry heavy armor with
Bangers and rep regardless
Chef will play the Jeffrey Dahmer dig
You when I'm in your garments
Y'all niggas is 'spicious
Supercrabfragilistic
Niggas that I'm against is ginzu
'em with the quickness
Rappers is pussy so soft, mad gushy
Go north
Your your dad pushed me schooled him
Cause he had a pussy
We puff crazy reefa too tough
The thing'll heat ya up
Got them leeches off your ass
Nigga keep shit up
We blown the speakers and Chef
Go and season shit up
Release of the gutter and still
Wanna beat shit up, whattup!

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime
I'm gonna make you leave, I'm
Gonna make you leave
I'm gonna make you leave!

Lord the borough's mainframe
I remain the same chain
Lames play the game to gain cock
And aim the than thang (Bang)
I let the thang rang then
Became the king of caine
Gettin chains slingin thangs no
Different than Richard mane
Call a order off the water
Y'all native New Yorker
Caught a case the law was lacin y'all
With eights and raw the states applaud
Facin it for sure with just the
Taste the states and laws
Made to degrade my age
Limit diminish my cause
Ain't nothin to us nothin move us
Tightly knitten up and through us
Type of shit the hype the gripe I
Got despite my life is it
And what you talk is what we walk
And what we up we love this spot
Place none above me of
Course faithfully yours
I hate when it warms, rapin the law
Came through the door with a cape and cane
Sayin my name wavin the four
Displayin the false aim and then
Buss claim it was yours
Ain't no team hotter than Team
Saga sign the Lord!

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime
I'm gonna make you leave, I'm
Gonna make you leave
I'm gonna make you leave!

Who wanna feel the fire from
Me fuckin with the don
Just save the Ying Yang for
Lil' Jon kid it's on
Got the coffin case Slay they try to connect
They know that
Stuyvesant vet a be the livest we get rid of
Greasy is from where the sleezy is from
Devious one
And anytime you need me it's done
Some talkin off the yap trip
And what they gonna do?
But know they couldn't find the
Fuckin heart with John Q
I'm hear to warn you, we vouched your plans
My name is sent to 'mounts of
Millions you get thousand fans
Little fly by night nigga
That's about to land
Let me take the shit up out of your hands
Understand, your games won't work can't
Hide your own jerk
And any technicalities I'm pullin on skirts
Beside the mink jacket that be
Where the chrome lurks
So make sure my paper write
Like we checkin homework, come on

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime
I'm gonna make you leave, I'm
Gonna make you leave
I'm gonna make you leave!

DJ KaySlay Drama King! Five deadly venoms!
Ghostface Killah, Kool G rap, Raekwon
The Chef, Lord Tariq, big Daddy Kane!
We out!