Channel 10 (LP版) - Capone-N-Noreaga

I'm feelin' this here

Yeah son feel it man word up son

You gotta just do

It yo

C N N

Yo word up it's a different

Channel son word up on men

Word up on watch

The channel son different

Plain now man

It's all good

Word up baby all

Good in every hood

Queensbridge

Word up you hood nawsayin'

Raq

Left

Rack and all adat yo

My hood word up gotta rep

Together son word up for

Life son

Check

Word up son let them

Know though son

I feel you man let

'Em know son

It takes nothin'

But a hot slug to fill a villian

Crook I'm about to make a killin'

So w**d to escalate the feelin'

I regulate the dealin'

Jealous niggas hate the feelin'

I stack my safe appealin'

Jake on my trace I'm peelin'

And what a Mecca

Had whole f**kin' nation kneelin'

Embrace the wheel

And hit a buck without crashin' f**k

My ** passion got a ni**a

Stashin' fast what

One love to Hillbillies

Run forever out to Chile

Playin' the cuts ni**a

What can't stop the willy

Cops harassin' niggas

Blastin' while the day' passin'

Time for action cock

The mac what a satisfaction

Shoot laughin' slug caught up

In the chest gaspin'

Ni**a blanked out chopped

Before he start rappin'

Microchips in the celly

The game don't stop

Tappin' in your bank funds

With the labtop

Wanna own a block before

The ball drop

Arab Nazi puttin' hits on the cops

Microchips in the celly

The game don't stop

Tappin' in your bank funds

With the labtop

Wanna own a block before

The ball drop

Arab Nazi puttin' hits

On the cops

C N N network channel

10 it's on again

Street niggas

That's grown men

Bold face gat in your face

Stay in your place

Yo crime-laced

Catch more beef than Scarface

C N N network channel

10 it's on again

Street niggas that's grown men

Bold face gat in your face

Stay in your place

Yo crime-laced catch more

Beef than Scarface

Court case illegal minds too late

Back in '92

I bucked toast

And got locked General Emanuel

Cell block cold crop

Go bagged up yeah by cream cop

The way the world cold dissed me

Haile Selassie Papi

Locked with posse

Call up Khadafi

Collect call from Arab Nazi

The Foul Mahdi

You relate in jail gate

What what what what

Them new jacks

They comin' through

Scared to death of the jail stories

That's true

You cold weak

Live life on the street

While locked up

Homoed out with pink sheets

Discrete in your cell

Shook to sleep

I wiled out no doubt

'Til the day I'm out

Me personally

I did three kid you weak

Your station in P C

Son f**k this jail sh*t so tell 'em

About the streets son