Artist: Cocoa Brovaz Album: Duck Down Presents Song: Holocaust Typed by: goldenarms_10304@yahoo.com [Break: Steele, (Tek)] Tek N Steele (we make professional moves) Special team (if you choose, the battle will lose) We make rules (wake up dudes, stealth still cool) Drop jewels (shake up fools, take 'em to school) Generals in this rap game (Smif N Wessun, livin legendary tag team) We stay radiant, watch the sun beam (to get cream, we've done big things) And through the rain, some of our pen got slayed Nuthin but love for my people's still pumpin my vein May we all maintain and smoke black to the brain (Nuthin but love for my people's still pumpin my vein May we all stay paid and stay on top of the game) [Steele] Smif N Wessun, outta Bucktown, respect the name Longevity in this, cuz we respect the game And the game respects Steele N Tek, just the same Simple and plain, double cross will leave you crippled n lame [Tek] I still got Timbs for all season, jaws of raw greenin Guns for all reason, niggas be sneak peahen You know I know the game, the joy and pain that it bring How thug beat can make a nigga muck in his brain Slurrin a slang, speakin from the heart about things That cause friendship to change, get from pleasure to aim Scope at you from the roof, bout to pull a John Poof [Steele] And hand cock back and shoot, next youth get cooped Tek N Steele livin proof, but you can't handle the truth So ya try to block me and copy the shit that we do Terrible Two, we don't really care who run wit your crew But if you take this personal, well then we talkin to you [Chorus 2X] We stay radiant, even at night, the sun beam Ain't no separatin me from my team Nigga prepare for the Holocaust Smif N Wessun never fallin off Strictly business, special force [Tek] Heard you were fat and light skinned Tatted wit spins, hands got no wins, but he kept plenty in Drivin many Benz, his friends is my men's Tell me what Dirty kick, and how to stick Kim Make Kim a victim, they know his every slide [Steele] I heard he stay up in the wine store, shootin the job Don't even shoot him to five, just evict all his shines And lay our version of extortion to him, line by line [Tek] But yo, we clearly understand that this ain't no game No matter how bad you want it, things are never the same Eater, better or worse from the six to the hearse Can't forget the Rocky bezel, ante up on the purse And this verse right here, to whom it concern Where there's smoke there's fire, if you play you get burned [Chorus 2X] [Steele] This is only significant to those militant If you send against Smif N Wessun, time to repent We was sent by the streets, wit G.O.D.'s consent To penetrate the info, shut your regulate and represent When I enter the game, I had a Nervous squad Coach put me on the bench, said I didn't play hard Now it's back to lab, just to get more practice But door and I relax, a lotta actors turn rappers Shift the game into fifth gear Cocoa B's last, call us Smif N Wessun this year We don't talk a lot, yes we still moke a lot, choco-late Beef up in the club, my dogs'll leak you in the parkin lot [Chorus 2X] [Break]