Released on November 3, 1998

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[Intro: Bounty Killer]

Aha!

I saw these fools try to get around, try to let me down and all that, ha!

But I got an easy way to let dem drown

With these Guns of Navarone


[Chorus: Bounty Killer]

Step inna a deadly zone against the Killer on your own

Me shoot dem like a Al Capone with Guns of Navarone

Some try to reach around, and try to let me down

A quicker way to make dem drown

Dem step up in a deadly zone

Badman dem boy waan clown

Tell dem it's gun down before showdown

Well! Dem shoulda know when Scare Dem rockin' out

Big guns poppin' out, niggas get smoked out


[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Yo, dunn, they tried to knock me down, bury me under

Big pipes soundin' like thunder

Skated by the skin of my teeth

I had to put a man in his place last week

Now, why you wanna come at me?

I'm the wrong nigga to approach like that, holmes

Wrong nigga for threats, lone nigga wit' long chrome

And we can dance 'til one of us drop

You score points fallin' wit' good formation

I'm the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at dunn

The very last nigga you should ever blast your gun

To the floor, actin' like you goin' to war

Now you fucked up, here come a real rocket launcher

Flame thrower, rule wit' a iron rod

That be the Ruger, y'all niggas keep tryin' hard

But who the loser when you can't walk your hood at night?

And you can't come outside without fear?

Am I in your thoughts often? While you be walkin'?

Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner

Keep me on your mind and don't slumber

Man, the minute you slip wit' those, that's your ass, your ass!


[Chorus: Bounty Killer]

Badman dem boy waan clown

Tell dem it's gun down before showdown

Well! Dem shoulda know when Scare Dem rockin' out

Big guns popping out, niggas get smoked out


[Verse 2: Bounty Killer]

Hi witnesses, keep your motherfuckin' mouth

You next will pronounced when these guns come out

Gunshot dem get by di gram and di ounce

Amount dem get, a couldn't count

Dat is what, a large amount

Dis is where di road ends, it is a roundabout

Mek yuh [?] approach, Mobb Deep a run dem out

Badman dem boy waan tote, tell dem a Scare Dem and we ain't scout


[Chorus: Bounty Killer]

Well! Step inna a deadly zone against the Killer on your own

Me shoot dem like a Al Capone with Guns of Navarone

Some try to reach around, and try to let we down

A quicker way to make dem drown

Dem step up in a deadly zone

Badman dem bwoy waan clown

Tell dem a gun down before showdown, well


[Verse 3: Bounty Killer]

One bagga talkin', dat is not appropriate

Step up 'pon yuh turf and we boom dem like di Soviet

Dem and dem associate, remind dem, tell dem fon't forget

Scare Dem, we a the best, not a shit we no take

How dem fi diss the intellect?

Ready fi murder? We intersect

Black Talon from right to left

Mobb Deep attack dem next

Before dishonor is death

Couldn't di Warlord dem disrespect


[Chorus: Bounty Killer]

Well!

Dem step inna a deadly zone against the Killer on your own

Me shoot dem like a Al Capone with Guns of Navarone

Some try to reach around, and try to let me down

A quicker way to make dem drown

Dem step up in a deadly zone

Badman dem boy waan clown

Tell dem it's gun down before showdown

Well!

M-O-B-B, dunn, let's get it on, dunn, wit' Bounty Killer


[Verse 4: Big Noyd]

Yo, it's like this, dunn

Aiyyo, cock that shit! Pop that shit!

Squeeze off, let 'em know how real this is

M-O-B-B, D-double-E-P wit' Bounty Killer

No other gun runners keep a round like this

From Q-U-double-E-N-S

My bomb borough, 'til the day of my death

Whether in shit I been in

Runnin' down the block, sprayin shots wit' the Lindon

Listen, we all been through ac-tion

You know the last me blastin' is the last man standin'

Pack shit longer than bare wake

Neither the Jakes nor the snakes gon' stop it

You know the Mobb lettin' off rockets

Gun burners spit like lungies, dummies

Still nuttin' pop but the shells

These ain't words from hell, these are slugs, somethin' you feel

A gun runner nigga for real, nigga!


[Verse 4: Havoc]

Yo, hear my gat blow, make you spin out, crack the actual

That brand new 6 that you couldn't seem to whip

Empty the clip, make sure no friendly get hit

While you layin' bloodied up in the 6

Flee the front-line, dismantle gat and bounce

Then watch the twelve o'clock news and hear 'em shout you out

Plug leak, slip rug right from under your feet

We runnin' the streets, you don't want no problems wit' us

Everyday is like 4th of July to us

Henny in my cup beside the gat you'll find in my clutch

Interfere wit' the plan and you will get touched

Let the liquor talk for you and you will get touched

Full-fledged like Ra, let 'em Know The Ledge

While you slippin' off edge, your shorty's givin' me head

Cockin' 'em legs like guns when I'm cockin' to spray

Poppin' your way, sendin' shit that's hot your way


[Chorus x2: Bounty Killer]

Well!

Step inna a deadly zone against the Killer on your own

Me shoot dem like a Al Capone with Guns of Navarone

Some try to reach around, and try to let me down

A quicker way to make dem drown

Dem step up in a deadly zone

Badman dem boy waan clown

Tell dem it's gun down before showdown

Well!