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"Half-A-Mil" (Interlude)AZ:Ha, ha, ha, new drink, Balley's and Hennyyou ain't got no Henny, get the Remyyou ain't got the Remy, any cognac'll do. . .Smooth criminal shit baby. . . Half-A-Mil:Kaiser Sosa intentionGlide in a Hummer wit the flyin' saucer engineWillied out, at my crib in the winter having cookoutsSmack by witch, look outI'm like Barnabas, crab niggas tryin' to conquer usThey mad 'cause we jump outta cabs, and hop on the busCopin' dust, Firm Clique rock the whole MetropolisBitches who burn dick won't put a stop to usNiggas who. . . . . .{fades directly into "Love Is Love"}"Love Is Love"AZ:See...this is what I mean...when we come together like thisincredible things take place...see we connect thoughts to collect shorts,and only the strong survive...I love my black people...we are the future...Letras de canciones{Nina Simone sample:"Black is the color of my true love's hair,his face so soft & wondrous cared"}AZ {Verse One}Chop the pie up, four ways, get lyed upInfiltrate, never violate get tied upIt's all a chess game, choose sides, the best remainsTrue lies, vibes die when bums infest the gameBogus shit shots, you woke but let your man get lockedI love this hip-hop, stock the bank let the Crist popPeep the next shit, push a big Benz, fuck a LexusThe streets was hectic, so I stacked and made my exitMore doe to get, focus my thoughts for me to go legitFerosious shit, cop a huge castle, on the ocean cliffImagine that, a few years back, I was baggin' cracksMagnum gats, playin' street corners, commitin' savage actsTwistin' up, nuttin' but love, for niggas sittin' upHold your own, try comin' home wit out gettin' touchedTwo for one, laws made foul how they do the youngWhose new to come, tried to tell shorty he shoulda threw the gun{Nina Simone sample: "Black is the color of my true love's hair,of my true love's hair."}Half-A-Mil {Verse Two}Knowledge the green Wallies, all I seeMama hold math like caller I.D.Chose the path that chose meI'ma tell you like G-o-d told meGreed, lust, hate, and envy sweeped us from ShemtieKeep us from simply, unifyin', organizin'We all are fallin', when we think we all are risin'We pop Crist on the horizon, topless chicks wit thick thighs &I'd rather be civilizin', enterprisin', improvisin'Temperature risin', L.O. Heem gave me the guidanceTold me leave those 85ers alone, blend wit the wise menThat buy 80 G stones, twin Mercedes at homesFuck a juck, spend 10 Gs alone on chromeWhen I die they'll take my chromosomes and clone clonesTwo hundred and eight bonesMicrochip kits, we most dominantYou know what time it is, that's why I existJump out of limo, lims, fire the blitz, wise scientistApplyin' this, ?lavi," then wide thisI'm survivin' this, quiet tribalness, finalistYear 2000, flyin' the whips9 cent, mind bent, 1999 rhyme alignment{Nina Simone sample: "Blaaaaaaaaaaack is the colorrrrrrrrrr"}Nature {Verse Three}We went from, arraignments to entertainment24 seve, the same shit, playin' the strip livin' dangerousBottle after bottle, soon became a ritualThe patterens we follow, others found 'em difficultI guess it's obviousAs to what my hobby isThe root of all evil, pollute the scene niggas by the kidsGettin' caught up, the same game done left 'em all stuckI reminisce on V.S. touchin' my fourth cupMe? My only problem is I'm more fuckedKnowin' in my heart I can't sleep, till I bust off nutsWeed religion, for all my niggas that beat the systemAnd those bentin', sittin' since Conico Visionwhy'all need to listen, it's journalisticwhy'all hear the whispers "Niggas in The Firm is twisted."Spit that fly shit that earn the bitchesWhip the chrome six up the F.D.R.It's blessed we are See I never let 'em strees me god, forever stress freeWhile twistin' up logs of that NestleWho are you to question me? It's just my destinyTo kick back, kill time, and live successfully{Nina Simone sample: "When he and I will be as one."} AZ: {Nina Simone sample playing through out}Firm... How why'all want it? Huh? hu... Talk to me... We give it to ya either way... We workin' wit ch'all... This, is for you...Love Is Love... 9-8.... Firm shit....{Nina Simone sample: "Black is the colorrrrr... of my true love's hair... my true love's hair... of my truuuuuuuuuue love's hair."} From Letras Mania