Big Noyd - No Exceptions lyrics

Chorus: Life's full of love and hate So we got crums to make Survival's at stake We under pressure Still, we need to treasure No exceptions, drastic measures Its my life, no exceptions Life's full of love and hate So we got crums to make Survival's at stake We under pressure Still, we need to treasure No exceptions, drastic measures You got one life, no exceptions (Verse 1: Big Noyd) Now who ran guns with Bounty, did a joint with Rakim A song with Mariah that had the whole world poppin Who that be the R-A-Double P-E-R n***as f** with this and they get sent to the E.R Now I'm rockin jams with the Screwball fam They connected so thick, with them men in submission you know who ??? Screwball and the Mobb so sick We repin' QB son, they wouldn't understand it We roll so thick that n***as get Noyd n***as don't want it 'cuz Noyd bring noise No way, n***as can't stop me, son it shocked me They tried, I pulled out and popped three Chorus Hey yo Light the blunts up, cook the coke up One Times out, so what motherf**er I'm tryin to blow up And when they show up I put the cracks in the stash The gats in the gra**, when they roll I just blast With no problem bumpin Primo, to n***as we know You try, you die like Peschi in Casino No exceptions to the rule, the Ball to the Screw Go back like "check one two" Street gang to the rap game Worldwide thang, thugstyle n***as feel the pain Gotta go hard and sunshine they rain Blow the block up, f** n***as, with no exceptions Im'a blow my steel, grab the chicken as a human sheild Break elbows and wheel, no exception is the drill Is it real, I'm cryin blunt retalitation Follow ?wallet? for your information 4-1-1, scoop all we want dun-dun Cash is the issue, while you blab about ya pistol But you never blast a missle, ship your bagette pistol Gettin scissors on they gun shot wound, you doomed With no exception Chorus Yo, the streets baptised me to money and war Gettin yours is a law that we never ignore We score twice or more, keep it moving twenty-four We seven days with no rest, still fresh looking Our names inflamed with the smell of tongue cooking The hoods rotten, we see the ??? from the crabs plottin The sneak k**, sabatoge our deal But we overlook it, 'cuz our enviroment is crooked And hard to finger who the D's got as a singer Spillin the beans on the dealers and the fiends So I move seperate and conversate with the connections On the low key, gettin this money with no exceptions Chorus Yeah thats right We all Screwball up in here No exceptions baby My team go to any extreme to get the weight up Streets don't stop, streets don't stop No exceptions Gotta get it, gotta get it All in it to win it Y'all heard Streets don't stop for nothin and nobody