The Diplomats, Cam’ron, Juelz Santana, Jim Jones - Ground Zero lyrics

Yeah y'all know what this is we back at it
(uh huh) come on (uhh, yeah, yeah)
It's that 9 11 music right here, man
We in the building, man
Welcome to ground zero, everybody!
Juelz Santana dipset (Hell Rell)

Yo, yo I speak pain, I
Spit power, talk courage, breathe flowers
Follow me through the debris of these towers
The rain, the sleet, the street showers
Don't get caught up when the street showers
When the guns rain, the clips pour
The soldiers grip fours, then begin war
Come on, it's Santana the Great
Tie 'em up, bandana his
Face, hammer his face, fucker
I'm trying to get my act together
In the booth now trying to
Get my rap together you know
I got the fire to heat the street up


Abuse the track, and beat the beat up
You know
You already know what I'm about homie
I'm young, I'm focused
I'm just coming out homie
You can go by what you hear
Through word of mouth homie
Or step out of line
Cam betting the house on me (woo)
No, I ain't stopping yet (yeah)
No, my album ain't done
It ain't dropping yet
I'm in the midst of a bidding war
And we need two mil' more just
To move in the door, shit

Yes, the boys are back at it
Come holla at us, the boys are back at it
So line 'em up, shoot 'em down do it now
Welcome to ground zero
Tell 'em it's ground zero
Line 'em up, shoot 'em down do it now
Welcome to ground zero
Tell 'em it's ground zero
Yes, the boys are back at it
Come holla at us, the boys are back at it

Killa, yo
Your girl told you I'm the man, right?
(Right?) well listen to lover
When I beef, visions are gutter
Kids clapping, kidnappings
Heard her missing a brother
I'm hitting your sister
You kissing your mother
This shit'll disgust ya
Underground with people, lethal
Trapped in the desert, surrounded by Eagles
(Dipset, girl)
Yeah, I see your bitch is impressed
My kicks is all fresh
This shit on my chest by Mitchell and Ness
(jersey) got her open, hoping she's not
I'll have her, crack in her tit's
Coke in her twat
Have her crack up the strip
Coke up the block
She get cracked up and hit
Keep soap in your sock, mami
(mami) my girls lay up in suites
A half a cake a week
And masturbate like Tweet, killa
I be popping them Uzis, copping them Coogis
Eyes on the drop real droopy
Mair is Snoopy, look at your hooptie
Rocking her rubies
Hop in the hoochie, popping her coochie
Chill while I'm chasing millions
I'm a baller that'll merk
You like Jayson Williams (uh huh)
Don't play with villains, vacate the building
Or the apes'll come and rape your children
Yeah, it's a kilo to a milligram
I'm still the man, word to Killa Cam (Killa)

Yes, the boys are back at it
Come holla at us, the boys are back at it
So line 'em up, shoot 'em down do it now
Welcome to ground zero
Tell 'em it's ground zero
Line 'em up, shoot 'em down do it now
Welcome to ground zero
Tell 'em it's ground zero
Yes, the boys are back at it
Come holla at us, the boys are back at it

To all of my cons and crooks
Slash that to of my pawns and rooks
For all the charms they took
To my head of security, British the Titan
Clicking the fifth, and gripping it tight
Goddamn it
Not to mention my bishop and knights
Soliciting bricks of the white
Making crucial trips through the night
(highways)
And Prince Juelz, I told you ever since Juelz
If them faggots even flinch Juelz
(bluuuuatttt) my dogs gonna 'em alive
Forty-four's depleting, deleting they lives
(come on)
And Killa while he's leading the movement
For realer we wouldn't be in this movement
Over him I might kill ya (kill ya)
Be in the tombs, just facing my time
Lawyer on side, outside spoiler on ride
System bumping, bumping Oh Boy in the ride
Oh boy I done slide, shit
He done came got his boy
It's a shame that his boy
Had to flame at a boy
Over the name we employ which is none other
Than Dipset, for y'all dumb motherfuckers
(holla)

Yes, the boys are back at it
Come holla at us, the boys are back at it
So line 'em up, shoot 'em down do it now
Welcome to ground zero
Tell 'em it's ground zero
Line 'em up, shoot 'em down do it now
Welcome to ground zero
Tell 'em it's ground zero
Yes, the boys are back at it
Come holla at us, the boys are back at it

Killa the Don, Freekey, Juelz Santana
BK, Harlem (woo!)
Hell Rell, the whole Taliban Dipset
T money, Luca Brazi double Nicko, Blaka
Shane, cut it short on these niggas