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[Chorus: Hell Razah]You got my back, I got your front>From the start to finishGoin out altogether cause we're co-defendantsTake my back, got your front>From the start to finishGoin out altogether cause we're co-defendantsGot your back, take my front>From the start to finishGoin out altogether cause we're co-defendantsGot my back, got your front>From the start to finishGoin out altogether cause we're co-defendants[Shyheim]I'm a N.W.A. with nineteen shot glizzyI'm all thugged and Krazyie, Layzie, Flesh, Wish and BizzyI'm too wild, you don't wanna see my act upPolice gotta call the national guard for back upMy shit don't stink, I never touch my linkShyheim never sleepin, my eyes just cheat meAnd my army moves same, same[Hell Razah]Stick him for his minkYall niggaz on some frontin shit, amped off a drinkMoney like to bring truck, bomb you till you faintI roll with top rank, soon to judge the angels sing[Shyheim]I'm ghetto like ?sun-do?, Wu-Tang ClansmanWe banned from the tunnel, [Hell Razah]We're scorin touchdowns, well yall wack rappers fumble[Shyheim]And talk about the projects, we never see you come throughCatch em at their shows, their hidin in a limo[Hell Razah]We claimin Donnie Brasco, black Robert DenirosWe're dirty street heros in the six double zeros[Shyheim]Benz, glocks with the infer-red lensesMoney over bitches, like P, I'm infamous[Hell Razah]Thoughts is infinte, me and Shy run togetherLike the current census[Shyheim]We're co-defendants, society's menaceI became a Jon Doe, so I be printed[Chorus: Shyheim][Hell Razah]Aiyyo, it's war faces, I see outside the court casesSee the first chapter become the bone body fractureI roll with player haters, down to mat raftersOut to put the gat to anybody playin afterClimbin up ?Jacken's? latter, the common factorRed hook, never shake hooks or get you shit tookBlack hook indian givers with a sick hook[Shyheim]Hit with the book, I was hit with the bookI'm a walkin timebomb, I smoke weed to keep me calmIt's like she said, "I'm a bad mother fucker"When she read my palms, I did armed fuckin felonyAnd with my moms tellin me, a twenty-seven D.V.D.For reals and mad man, in a instant a raiderIs where we stash the grillsIt's all about the hundred dollar bills, Nigga whatIf shorty pushes you big, I stick it in her butt[chorus x2: both]more