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Firing Squad nigga, Firing Squad
'First Family', top notch nigga, BDI used to have so much confidence in myself
But now my game is changed and my pain's been felt
My hand's been dealt but it was a missed deal
And words won't express the way a man William feelI came up with them thugs, I grew up in that mud
Got my hands covered in blood, to stay
Above the world
(To see a better day)
Please my children need and I can't find a fuckin' wayWhat can I say, I'ma stressed ghetto soldier
I'm shell shocked from a back block off Saratoga
Remember what I told ya, I'm thirsty now
In fact I feel like everybody's out to hurt me nowRoll wit me now, am I the only cat that never see
The M slash O dash P on your TV and the Industry
Keep fucking wit me, so I brought my cousins wit me
From now on they gon' be thuggin' wit meEyes and ears, nigga, blunts and beers, nigga
For months and years it been Blood, Sweat and Tears
Nigga, raise your metal for Firing Squad royalty
'First Family', royalty, hollaHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?

(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckThis is only the beginning, you ain't know one was comin'
Stand face to me, no more runnin'
Back from hell, the dramatic, automatic
Rap track flippin' acrobaticYo we been in this game for damn near a whole decade
To the death 'til the Firing Squad, cop the next tape
Brownsville slugger, knucka up in the house
Had a rumble with the Grim Reaper, knuckled it outThis ain't for you big willies, this is for my small paws
Thuggin' wit guns in they draws
Go against the grain, break all laws
And keep a bitch wit him, wit drugs in her braBrooklyn, brainiest, blast
Ain't nothing changed since that nigga been past
Sound, pound, make you wanna bark
Specialized by Firing Squad, the underdogs, c'monHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck(It's the Firing Squad assassins)
Ghetto blastin'
Operation' ran by your man toucan, dance for thug fashion
(Criminal passion)
Top of the line, it's unnecessary, buries but we still manage to shine
(Take a life son)
Fuck that
You know the verdict your only a soldier duke but don't get murderedYou heard I was raised with the elements, it's William
And if you feel him then don't fuck with my intelligence
I'm from the Ville
(That's home)
I holds my own being that my father's reflection have connectedAnd roam, blow 'em and check 'em wit chrome, have ya heard of me
I heard you wanna hit me, split me, murder me
So I, regulate, designate, demonstrate
Blow back you fools wit tools, set 'em straightWhat you want nigga? What it's gon' be?
I'ma be leavin' you leakin' with clip in the palmy
I'ma son of a gun, a automatic 4 5th
Gun shots let off for my dogs, leave your boy stiffGhetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
Play a part 'fore you fuck around and start a war here
(We bust back)
Collapse, I'm rated R, bringin' it real strong 'cuz you niggas
Still gon' hit me pa, y'all want me, come find me motherfuckerHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas, ride wit us, can you ride? Firing Squad nigga
Yeah, wit us, 'First Family', murder, top notch nigga
You know the rules of the motherfucking game, c'mon

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M.O.P., short for Mash-Out Posse, is an American hip hop group from Brooklyn, New York.Comprised of rappers Lil' Fame aka Fizzy Womack and Billy Danze, the group is best known for frenetic singles such as 2000's Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory).

Throughout their whole career M.O.P. deliver the most hard, vicious and violent music hip hop could ever offer. They struck out in 1994. with To the Death, a dark, slow and raging LP that was fully produced by DR Period and featured one of the biggest hardcore rap anthems of the nineties, How About Some Hardcore, that's put by any hardcore rap fan in the same category with Onyx's Slam, Jeru The Damaja's Come Clean and Wu-Tang Clan's Shame On A Nigga.

In 1996 MOP released their second effort, the totally-sophomore-slump-free Firing Squad. Despite totally changing their production sources (the album was mostly produced by Gang Starr's DJ Premier and Fizzy Womack himself), M.O.P. continued torturing fans' ears with extremely hard, rhinocerously slow beats and ecstatic, rampant delivery. Subject matter is either battling with heavy use of criminal associations or serious talk about life in the ghetto.

Two years later M.O.P. hit the fans with a starter - an EP called Handle Ur Bizness and later that year released First Family 4 Life, working on the same formula as ever, again with heavy percentage of DJ Preemo's production, more gems produced by group member Lil Fame and proving that M.O.P.'s trademark is not only the hardest hardcore you can get but also consistency.

Most of M.O.P.'s work was considered underground until 2000, when they released Warriorz, their best work yet. Mainstream got the first hint with "Ante Up", a track produced by DR Period for first time in 6 years. But with self-produced Cold As Ice, a track that featured a rock-song sample (Cold As Ice by Foreigner), M.O.P. achieved major mainstream success, though the song's lyrics were explicit and raging as usual (the radio version edits out much lyrical content to comply with FCC regulations).

In a strange turn, M.O.P. featured on the title track of sugary-sweet boy band LFO's 2001 album Life Is Good. Aside from the lack of profanity, M.O.P.'s short verse was rapped in their trademark loud, intense style. It is unclear how this unusual team-up was organized, but it is unlikely that this brief guest spot led to much crossover fan appeal for either group.

"Ante Up" was later remixed with added verse by Flipmodian Busta Rhymes and Terror Squad queen Remy Ma, and was released on the greatest hits record 10 Yearz And Gunnin'. Believe it or not, it is the last hip hop record from M.O.P. In the beginning of the century they switched labels from Loud to Roc-A-Fella in order to have more income and more creative control, but the long-awaited release is still on the shelves. M.O.P. also made a rock-rap album titled simply Mash Out Posse, but it received bad reviews from rap fans who wanted M.O.P. to just rap.

In June 2005, M.O.P. officially announced their signing with 50 Cent's G-Unit, at the same time as Queens rap duo Mobb Deep.


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