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Noreaga andamp; Big Pun and Onyx - Shut Em Down Lyrics
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Straight up, nigga
Motherf*ckin' Southside, nigga (word up)
Brooklyn, what
We gonna do it just like this man
Straight to your whole area (yo, yo)
Yeah, yeah (word up, word up, word up)
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (You know what we finna to do)
Yeah, yo, word up, yo
We takin' over the world

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yeah)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (word up)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (Official Nast, it's hot in here)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yo, yo)

Yo, shut 'em down start the violence, we wildin' wildin'
Slain rapper's body found, washed up on Coney Island
When I rolled up this niggas heart slowed up, that killa froze up
When I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and ducked out, then I broke out
Left that cat for dead, his body smoked out
'Cause when I fall out, y'all killas gotta kill me, kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, f*ck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin' with a dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
Ask the Lord for forgiveness when I did this
There was not no witness but he should understand (uh)
'Cause even God got a shit list (uh, uh)

Yo, it's beatdowns anonymous
I spit like a shiny silver nine I'll bust
Niggas fond of us, we the kind that rush
Those that hold back, takin' your whole stack
Grimy street cats, niggas baldhead like Kojak
Go gat for gat, quote that
In fact you could smoke that
Uncut black dust, makin' your whole f*ckin' skull crack
Betta know me, one-three one and only
Could be never phoney in any ceremony, I'll tear you homey
Shut 'em down
Sonsee's takin' your time, makin' your mind
Baddest nigga on the low, defecatin' with rhymes
Breakin' your spine
Got you movin' from the flurry, time to worry
I'm a bury the bullshit
Feel my full clip

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (uh)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (uh)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (uh, uh)

Ay yo I bet you this motherf*ckin' double barrel'll blast his face
Be on the look out for a basket case (what?)
Niggas pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shit's sweet, now you up shit's creek
'Cause your shit's weak (c'mon)
How much is your life worth to someone important? (Uh)
'Cause I be extortin'
Kidnappin' for ransom is some shit that you don't want to get caught in (what?)
From back in the days of Gorton, niggas was gettin' robbed
The guy from Yonkers High stayed on his job, with his own little mob
Was it worth goin' back to the Earth so soon?
Worth makin' my shit go boom?
Until your own doom, fill them graveyards 'til there's no room (c'mon)
F*ck you know about a pine box?
Money goin' out with nine Glocks
Autopsy on that same nigga when they pull out twenty-nine shots
'Til I hit up your whole crew, I ain't gon' rest (uh)
It don't take a whole lot to fill up your vest
Then watch your lungs as they spill out your chest (uh)
You best get on some act your age shit, you a little kid
That run for faces
More niggas get killed like that than a little bit (c'mon)

Ay man, Sticky F-I-N-G-A-Z the crazy cajun
Blazin' bullets for days and days
And grazin' amazin' I'm the guy that's lacin'
Purple Hazin, hard to be pahsin', Lord, all this hell that I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em down
We turn shit dumb quick when the gun click
Lyin' in ya rhymes worse than lyin' on your dick
In the morgue admit it dawgs, I'm the Rottweiler, my Glock holler
F*ck cocaine killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw your Rollies in the sky
And all my crooks rob them playas outside
I'm so hype, I'll take your life, betta have my dough right
And f*ck five mics, I don't need no mic
What? Bring it
Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yeah)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? What?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? What?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? Bring it)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? What? What?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (Official Nast' shut 'em down)

Word up boy
'Bout to shut down the whole industry
Official Nast', DMX
We wreckin' everything
So shut up
Or you get shut down
Like the rest of them, pussy
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Straight up, nigga
Motherf*ckin' Southside, nigga (word up)
Brooklyn, what
We gonna do it just like this man
Straight to your whole area (yo, yo)
Yeah, yeah (word up, word up, word up)
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (You know what we finna to do)
Yeah, yo, word up, yo
We takin' over the world

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yeah)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (word up)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (Official Nast, it's hot in here)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yo, yo)

Yo, shut 'em down start the violence, we wildin' wildin'
Slain rapper's body found, washed up on Coney Island
When I rolled up this niggas heart slowed up, that killa froze up
When I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and ducked out, then I broke out
Left that cat for dead, his body smoked out
'Cause when I fall out, y'all killas gotta kill me, kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, f*ck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin' with a dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
Ask the Lord for forgiveness when I did this
There was not no witness but he should understand (uh)
'Cause even God got a shit list (uh, uh)

Yo, it's beatdowns anonymous
I spit like a shiny silver nine I'll bust
Niggas fond of us, we the kind that rush
Those that hold back, takin' your whole stack
Grimy street cats, niggas baldhead like Kojak
Go gat for gat, quote that
In fact you could smoke that
Uncut black dust, makin' your whole f*ckin' skull crack
Betta know me, one-three one and only
Could be never phoney in any ceremony, I'll tear you homey
Shut 'em down
Sonsee's takin' your time, makin' your mind
Baddest nigga on the low, defecatin' with rhymes
Breakin' your spine
Got you movin' from the flurry, time to worry
I'm a bury the bullshit
Feel my full clip

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (uh)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (uh)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (uh, uh)

Ay yo I bet you this motherf*ckin' double barrel'll blast his face
Be on the look out for a basket case (what?)
Niggas pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shit's sweet, now you up shit's creek
'Cause your shit's weak (c'mon)
How much is your life worth to someone important? (Uh)
'Cause I be extortin'
Kidnappin' for ransom is some shit that you don't want to get caught in (what?)
From back in the days of Gorton, niggas was gettin' robbed
The guy from Yonkers High stayed on his job, with his own little mob
Was it worth goin' back to the Earth so soon?
Worth makin' my shit go boom?
Until your own doom, fill them graveyards 'til there's no room (c'mon)
F*ck you know about a pine box?
Money goin' out with nine Glocks
Autopsy on that same nigga when they pull out twenty-nine shots
'Til I hit up your whole crew, I ain't gon' rest (uh)
It don't take a whole lot to fill up your vest
Then watch your lungs as they spill out your chest (uh)
You best get on some act your age shit, you a little kid
That run for faces
More niggas get killed like that than a little bit (c'mon)

Ay man, Sticky F-I-N-G-A-Z the crazy cajun
Blazin' bullets for days and days
And grazin' amazin' I'm the guy that's lacin'
Purple Hazin, hard to be pahsin', Lord, all this hell that I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em down
We turn shit dumb quick when the gun click
Lyin' in ya rhymes worse than lyin' on your dick
In the morgue admit it dawgs, I'm the Rottweiler, my Glock holler
F*ck cocaine killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw your Rollies in the sky
And all my crooks rob them playas outside
I'm so hype, I'll take your life, betta have my dough right
And f*ck five mics, I don't need no mic
What? Bring it
Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yeah)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? What?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down

Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? What?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? Bring it)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (what? What? What?)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (Official Nast' shut 'em down)

Word up boy
'Bout to shut down the whole industry
Official Nast', DMX
We wreckin' everything
So shut up
Or you get shut down
Like the rest of them, pussy
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Writer: Earl Simmons, Edward Jr. Hinson, Fred Jr. Scruggs, Kirk Jones, Tyrone Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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