[{"id":22181708,"name":"Da Bridge 2001","trackName":"Da Bridge 2001","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"2000 - QB Finest","duration":841.377959,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiyyo calm down, fall back!\nY'all Queensbridge always fightin up in here!)\n\nLadies and gentlemen, we got Queensbridge Finest up in this mothafucker\nTonight\nThey just came from war\nThey wanna let you know a little something about where they come from\n\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\"\n\nYou love to hear the story, again and again\nAbout a rap dynasty that just won't end\nThe monument, still in your face\nNiggas played out, Shan still in the place\nHip hop was set out in the dark\nThe Bridge was never Over, we left our mark\nThe jam is dedicated to you and your boys\nI brought my Queensbridge thugs to +Kill That Noise+\n\nIf you was an out-of-towner, had to know somebody wit strength\nYou know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\nYou know the Hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\nSqueezin them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\nSo many names don't got time to spit em, but through my rhymes they livin\nWe the Bridge through tracks I'm givin\nNever lose sight, 41st Side's my life\nThe 40th Side of life, dunn we keepin it tight\n\nYo it ain't just the music\nHoop aspirations or ghetto illusions\nIt's the product, east side, and all the beautiful children\nAnd unleashed dreams comin through each building\nIf you sleep, you better wake up as you see\nMega more mature, I'm on a record wit Nature\nMind on my paper, nine in my waist\nThere's no denyin the greatness\nQueensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\nAiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\nBricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\nPull out long guns, pop out casualities\nIt's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\nThe Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly\nStep back enemies, death tracks feelin me\nSix blocks, losin my mind\nRunnin from D's\nThese P's got me usin my nine, I pop off\n\nY'all know the place where stars is from\nEvery night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\nWe leave chicks strippin over strollers (Slippin Sova)\nIn Queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\nYour hood's bogus, my hood be keepin it crunk\nSo much be jumpin off I ain't sleep in a month\nY'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\nDrive through, you can't peep it enough\nYou in the Bridge nigga\n\nYou must pay homage to my projects\nWe thorough to the end\nOnly jail and death divide us\nFrom rap to the crack suppliers\nOut-of-towners get knocked off\nWe regualte blocks laws\nI had the hood like Watts flooded wit cop force\nQB to the cracks in the pavement\nMister Everything that? pool for stacks in a basement\nNiggas understand the drama we bring\nThe legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!\n\nYo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\nBoomerang dunn, QB bust they gun\nKeep them PC niggas on the run, one\nMahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\nThe last verse, \"T.O.N.Y.\" remember this\nResurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\nYou synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\nI move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\nYo yo move...\nMe and my dogs comin through\nWe the grain, go against us you feel pain\nGet rained on, we beat niggas numb\nThese niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\nWe like that snowball, goin downhill\nWe get large, you get bullets lodged\nIn your jaw, your ribs, your arms\nWe party hard, at the bar\nBuyin bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar'n\nThe Head Niggas In Charge\nWe number one, QB there's no competition\nInfamous Records, Bars and Hooks listen\nLittles, Noyd, and Mega\nWe independent, dunn we Infamous Mobbin\nG.O.D., Nitty and Twin in\nThe Ill Will Bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\nYo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\nThis music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers\nGangstas we postal\nOh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written\nThe life I'm livin\nThe ice the women\nThe kites that sendin to lifeless biddin\nThe streets to prison\nI touch you then buck you\nHeats be spittin\nLa-ser, AR fifteen doors come down\nJaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin bound\nYour ho, your man, lieutenant, your boss get found\nThis dough I got, I spend it and toss around\nNew York it's time we flip it, where you from?\nLadies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\nNow tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\nWho had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\nWe from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\nQueensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed cuz\n\nrepeat to fade\nKeep on rockin the Bridge and keep rockin\nIf the beats stop rockin, the Bridge'll keep rockin","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Bridge 2001\n  artist: Nas\n  album: 2000 - QB Finest\n  duration_ms: 841378\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiyyo calm down, fall back!\n  Y'all Queensbridge always fightin up in here!)\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen, we got Queensbridge Finest up in this mothafucker\n  Tonight\n  They just came from war\n  They wanna let you know a little something about where they come from\n\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\"\n\n  You love to hear the story, again and again\n  About a rap dynasty that just won't end\n  The monument, still in your face\n  Niggas played out, Shan still in the place\n  Hip hop was set out in the dark\n  The Bridge was never Over, we left our mark\n  The jam is dedicated to you and your boys\n  I brought my Queensbridge thugs to +Kill That Noise+\n\n  If you was an out-of-towner, had to know somebody wit strength\n  You know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\n  You know the Hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\n  Squeezin them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n  So many names don't got time to spit em, but through my rhymes they livin\n  We the Bridge through tracks I'm givin\n  Never lose sight, 41st Side's my life\n  The 40th Side of life, dunn we keepin it tight\n\n  Yo it ain't just the music\n  Hoop aspirations or ghetto illusions\n  It's the product, east side, and all the beautiful children\n  And unleashed dreams comin through each building\n  If you sleep, you better wake up as you see\n  Mega more mature, I'm on a record wit Nature\n  Mind on my paper, nine in my waist\n  There's no denyin the greatness\n  Queensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\n  Aiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\n  Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\n  Pull out long guns, pop out casualities\n  It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\n  The Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly\n  Step back enemies, death tracks feelin me\n  Six blocks, losin my mind\n  Runnin from D's\n  These P's got me usin my nine, I pop off\n\n  Y'all know the place where stars is from\n  Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\n  We leave chicks strippin over strollers (Slippin Sova)\n  In Queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\n  Your hood's bogus, my hood be keepin it crunk\n  So much be jumpin off I ain't sleep in a month\n  Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\n  Drive through, you can't peep it enough\n  You in the Bridge nigga\n\n  You must pay homage to my projects\n  We thorough to the end\n  Only jail and death divide us\n  From rap to the crack suppliers\n  Out-of-towners get knocked off\n  We regualte blocks laws\n  I had the hood like Watts flooded wit cop force\n  QB to the cracks in the pavement\n  Mister Everything that? pool for stacks in a basement\n  Niggas understand the drama we bring\n  The legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!\n\n  Yo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\n  Boomerang dunn, QB bust they gun\n  Keep them PC niggas on the run, one\n  Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\n  The last verse, \"T.O.N.Y.\" remember this\n  Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\n  You synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\n  I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\n  Yo yo move...\n  Me and my dogs comin through\n  We the grain, go against us you feel pain\n  Get rained on, we beat niggas numb\n  These niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n  2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\n  We like that snowball, goin downhill\n  We get large, you get bullets lodged\n  In your jaw, your ribs, your arms\n  We party hard, at the bar\n  Buyin bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar'n\n  The Head Niggas In Charge\n  We number one, QB there's no competition\n  Infamous Records, Bars and Hooks listen\n  Littles, Noyd, and Mega\n  We independent, dunn we Infamous Mobbin\n  G.O.D., Nitty and Twin in\n  The Ill Will Bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\n  Yo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\n  This music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers\n  Gangstas we postal\n  Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written\n  The life I'm livin\n  The ice the women\n  The kites that sendin to lifeless biddin\n  The streets to prison\n  I touch you then buck you\n  Heats be spittin\n  La-ser, AR fifteen doors come down\n  Jaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin bound\n  Your ho, your man, lieutenant, your boss get found\n  This dough I got, I spend it and toss around\n  New York it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Now tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\n  Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\n  We from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\n  Queensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed cuz\n\n  repeat to fade\n  Keep on rockin the Bridge and keep rockin\n  If the beats stop rockin, the Bridge'll keep rockin\n"},{"id":17856543,"name":"Da Bridge 2001","trackName":"Da Bridge 2001","artistName":"Nas & Ill Will Records Presents QB Finest","albumName":"Nas & Ill Will Records Presents Queensbridge: The Album","duration":272.16,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiyyo calm down, fall back!\nY'all Queensbridge always fightin up in here!)\n\nLadies and gentlemen, we got Queensbridge Finest up in this mothafucker\nTonight\nThey just came from war\nThey wanna let you know a little something about where they come from\n\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n\"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\"\n\nYou love to hear the story, again and again\nAbout a rap dynasty that just won't end\nThe monument, still in your face\nNiggas played out, Shan still in the place\nHip hop was set out in the dark\nThe Bridge was never Over, we left our mark\nThe jam is dedicated to you and your boys\nI brought my Queensbridge thugs to +Kill That Noise+\n\nIf you was an out-of-towner, had to know somebody wit strength\nYou know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\nYou know the Hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\nSqueezin them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\nSo many names don't got time to spit em, but through my rhymes they livin\nWe the Bridge through tracks I'm givin\nNever lose sight, 41st Side's my life\nThe 40th Side of life, dunn we keepin it tight\n\nYo it ain't just the music\nHoop aspirations or ghetto illusions\nIt's the product, east side, and all the beautiful children\nAnd unleashed dreams comin through each building\nIf you sleep, you better wake up as you see\nMega more mature, I'm on a record wit Nature\nMind on my paper, nine in my waist\nThere's no denyin the greatness\nQueensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\nAiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\nBricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\nPull out long guns, pop out casualities\nIt's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\nThe Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly\nStep back enemies, death tracks feelin me\nSix blocks, losin my mind\nRunnin from D's\nThese P's got me usin my nine, I pop off\n\nY'all know the place where stars is from\nEvery night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\nWe leave chicks strippin over strollers (Slippin Sova)\nIn Queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\nYour hood's bogus, my hood be keepin it crunk\nSo much be jumpin off I ain't sleep in a month\nY'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\nDrive through, you can't peep it enough\nYou in the Bridge nigga\n\nYou must pay homage to my projects\nWe thorough to the end\nOnly jail and death divide us\nFrom rap to the crack suppliers\nOut-of-towners get knocked off\nWe regualte blocks laws\nI had the hood like Watts flooded wit cop force\nQB to the cracks in the pavement\nMister Everything that? pool for stacks in a basement\nNiggas understand the drama we bring\nThe legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!\n\nYo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\nBoomerang dunn, QB bust they gun\nKeep them PC niggas on the run, one\nMahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\nThe last verse, \"T.O.N.Y.\" remember this\nResurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\nYou synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\nI move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\nYo yo move...\nMe and my dogs comin through\nWe the grain, go against us you feel pain\nGet rained on, we beat niggas numb\nThese niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\nWe like that snowball, goin downhill\nWe get large, you get bullets lodged\nIn your jaw, your ribs, your arms\nWe party hard, at the bar\nBuyin bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar'n\nThe Head Niggas In Charge\nWe number one, QB there's no competition\nInfamous Records, Bars and Hooks listen\nLittles, Noyd, and Mega\nWe independent, dunn we Infamous Mobbin\nG.O.D., Nitty and Twin in\nThe Ill Will Bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\nYo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\nThis music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers\nGangstas we postal\nOh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written\nThe life I'm livin\nThe ice the women\nThe kites that sendin to lifeless biddin\nThe streets to prison\nI touch you then buck you\nHeats be spittin\nLa-ser, AR fifteen doors come down\nJaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin bound\nYour ho, your man, lieutenant, your boss get found\nThis dough I got, I spend it and toss around\nNew York it's time we flip it, where you from?\nLadies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\nNow tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\nWho had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\nWe from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\nQueensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed cuz\n\nrepeat to fade\nKeep on rockin the Bridge and keep rockin\nIf the beats stop rockin, the Bridge'll keep rockin","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Bridge 2001\n  artist: Nas & Ill Will Records Presents QB Finest\n  album: 'Nas & Ill Will Records Presents Queensbridge: The Album'\n  duration_ms: 272160\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiyyo calm down, fall back!\n  Y'all Queensbridge always fightin up in here!)\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen, we got Queensbridge Finest up in this mothafucker\n  Tonight\n  They just came from war\n  They wanna let you know a little something about where they come from\n\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\"\n\n  You love to hear the story, again and again\n  About a rap dynasty that just won't end\n  The monument, still in your face\n  Niggas played out, Shan still in the place\n  Hip hop was set out in the dark\n  The Bridge was never Over, we left our mark\n  The jam is dedicated to you and your boys\n  I brought my Queensbridge thugs to +Kill That Noise+\n\n  If you was an out-of-towner, had to know somebody wit strength\n  You know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\n  You know the Hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\n  Squeezin them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n  So many names don't got time to spit em, but through my rhymes they livin\n  We the Bridge through tracks I'm givin\n  Never lose sight, 41st Side's my life\n  The 40th Side of life, dunn we keepin it tight\n\n  Yo it ain't just the music\n  Hoop aspirations or ghetto illusions\n  It's the product, east side, and all the beautiful children\n  And unleashed dreams comin through each building\n  If you sleep, you better wake up as you see\n  Mega more mature, I'm on a record wit Nature\n  Mind on my paper, nine in my waist\n  There's no denyin the greatness\n  Queensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\n  Aiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\n  Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\n  Pull out long guns, pop out casualities\n  It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\n  The Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly\n  Step back enemies, death tracks feelin me\n  Six blocks, losin my mind\n  Runnin from D's\n  These P's got me usin my nine, I pop off\n\n  Y'all know the place where stars is from\n  Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\n  We leave chicks strippin over strollers (Slippin Sova)\n  In Queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\n  Your hood's bogus, my hood be keepin it crunk\n  So much be jumpin off I ain't sleep in a month\n  Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\n  Drive through, you can't peep it enough\n  You in the Bridge nigga\n\n  You must pay homage to my projects\n  We thorough to the end\n  Only jail and death divide us\n  From rap to the crack suppliers\n  Out-of-towners get knocked off\n  We regualte blocks laws\n  I had the hood like Watts flooded wit cop force\n  QB to the cracks in the pavement\n  Mister Everything that? pool for stacks in a basement\n  Niggas understand the drama we bring\n  The legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!\n\n  Yo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\n  Boomerang dunn, QB bust they gun\n  Keep them PC niggas on the run, one\n  Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\n  The last verse, \"T.O.N.Y.\" remember this\n  Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\n  You synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\n  I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\n  Yo yo move...\n  Me and my dogs comin through\n  We the grain, go against us you feel pain\n  Get rained on, we beat niggas numb\n  These niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n  2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\n  We like that snowball, goin downhill\n  We get large, you get bullets lodged\n  In your jaw, your ribs, your arms\n  We party hard, at the bar\n  Buyin bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar'n\n  The Head Niggas In Charge\n  We number one, QB there's no competition\n  Infamous Records, Bars and Hooks listen\n  Littles, Noyd, and Mega\n  We independent, dunn we Infamous Mobbin\n  G.O.D., Nitty and Twin in\n  The Ill Will Bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\n  Yo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\n  This music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers\n  Gangstas we postal\n  Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written\n  The life I'm livin\n  The ice the women\n  The kites that sendin to lifeless biddin\n  The streets to prison\n  I touch you then buck you\n  Heats be spittin\n  La-ser, AR fifteen doors come down\n  Jaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin bound\n  Your ho, your man, lieutenant, your boss get found\n  This dough I got, I spend it and toss around\n  New York it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Now tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\n  Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\n  We from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\n  Queensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed cuz\n\n  repeat to fade\n  Keep on rockin the Bridge and keep rockin\n  If the beats stop rockin, the Bridge'll keep rockin\n"},{"id":6120656,"name":"Da Bridge 2001 (feat. Nas, Capone, Mobb Deep, Tragedy, Nature, MC Shan, Marley Marl, Cormega & Millennium Thug)","trackName":"Da Bridge 2001 (feat. Nas, Capone, Mobb Deep, Tragedy, Nature, MC Shan, Marley Marl, Cormega & Millennium Thug)","artistName":"Nas & Ill Will","albumName":"QB Finest","duration":272.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiyyo calm down, fall back\nY'all Queensbridge always fightin' up in here\nLadies and gentlemen\nWe got Queensbridge finest up in this mothafucker tonight\nThey just came from war\nThey wanna let you know a little somethin' about where they come from\n\nThe-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\nThe-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\nThe-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\nThe-the-the bridge, Queensbridge\n\nYou love to hear the story, again and again\nAbout a rap dynasty that just won't end\nThe monument, still in your face\nNiggas played out, Shan still in the place\n\nHip hop was set out in the dark\nThe bridge was never over, we left our mark\nThis jam is dedicated to you and your boys\nI brought my Queensbridge thugs to kill that noise\n\nIf you was an out of towner, had to know somebody wit strength\nYou know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\nYou know the hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\nSqueezin' them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n\nSo many names, don't got time to spit 'em\nBut through my rhymes they livin', we the bridge through tracks I'm givin'\nNever lose sight, 41st side's my life\nThe 40th side of life, dunn we keepin' it tight\n\nYo, it ain't just the music\nGroup aspirations or ghetto illusions\nIt's the product, east side and all the beautiful children\nAnd unleashed dreams comin' through each buildin'\n\nIf you sleep, you better wake up, as you see\nMega more mature, I'm on a record wit nature\nMind on my paper, nine in my waist, there's no denyin' the greatness\nQueensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\nAiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\nBricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\nPull out long guns, pop out casualities\nIt's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\n\nThe ill will in me, I rep that willingly\nStep back enemies, death tracks feelin' me\nSix blocks, losin' my mind, runnin' from D's\nThese P's got me usin' my nine, I pop off\n\nY'all know the place where stars is from\nEvery night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\nWe leave chicks strippin' over strollers\n(Slippin' sova)\nIn queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\n\nYour hood's bogus, my hood be keepin' it crunk\nSo much be jumpin' off, I ain't sleep in a month\nY'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\nDrive through, you can't peep it enough, you in the bridge nigga\n\nYou must pay homage to my projects, we thorough to the end\nOnly jail and death divide us from rap to the crack suppliers\nOut of towners get knocked off, we regulate blocks laws\nI had the hood like watts flooded wit cop force\n\nQ.B. to the cracks in the pavement\nMister everything that pool for stacks in a basement\nNiggas understand the drama we bring\nThe legacy, dynasty upholdin' the ring where Q.B. is King, what\n\nYo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\nBoomerang dunn, Q.B. bust they gun\nKeep them P.C. niggas on the run, one\nMahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\n\nThe last verse, \"T O N Y\" remember this\nResurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\nYou synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\nI move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\nYo yo move\nMe and my dogs comin' through\nWe the grain, go against us you feel pain\nGet ranked on, we beat niggas numb\nThese niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n\n2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\nWe like that snowball, goin' downhill\nWe get large, you get bullets lodged\nIn your jaw, your ribs, your arms\n\nWe party hard at the bar\nBuyin' bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar\nThe head niggas in charge\nWe number one, Q.B. there's no competition\n\nInfamous records, bars and hooks listen\nLittles Noyd and mega\nWe independent, dunn we infamous mobbin'\nGog nitty and twin in\nThe ill will bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\nYo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\nThis music mogul rollin' wit a hundred soldiers\nGangstas we postal\nOh you didn't, wanna know whose life was written\n\nThe life I'm livin', the ice the women\nThe kites that sendin' to lifeless biddin'\nThe streets to prison, I touch you then buck you\nHeats be spittin', laser, A.R. fifteen doors come down\nJaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin' bound\n\nYour hoe, your man, Lieutenant, your boss get found\nThis dough I got, I spend it and toss around\nNew York, it's time we flip it, where you from?\nLadies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n\nNow tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\nWho had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\nWe from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\nQueensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed 'cuz\n\nKeep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\nIf the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\nKeep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\nIf the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n\nKeep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\nIf the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\nKeep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Bridge 2001 (feat. Nas, Capone, Mobb Deep, Tragedy, Nature, MC Shan, Marley Marl, Cormega & Millennium Thug)\n  artist: Nas & Ill Will\n  album: QB Finest\n  duration_ms: 272000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiyyo calm down, fall back\n  Y'all Queensbridge always fightin' up in here\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  We got Queensbridge finest up in this mothafucker tonight\n  They just came from war\n  They wanna let you know a little somethin' about where they come from\n\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge\n\n  You love to hear the story, again and again\n  About a rap dynasty that just won't end\n  The monument, still in your face\n  Niggas played out, Shan still in the place\n\n  Hip hop was set out in the dark\n  The bridge was never over, we left our mark\n  This jam is dedicated to you and your boys\n  I brought my Queensbridge thugs to kill that noise\n\n  If you was an out of towner, had to know somebody wit strength\n  You know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\n  You know the hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\n  Squeezin' them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n\n  So many names, don't got time to spit 'em\n  But through my rhymes they livin', we the bridge through tracks I'm givin'\n  Never lose sight, 41st side's my life\n  The 40th side of life, dunn we keepin' it tight\n\n  Yo, it ain't just the music\n  Group aspirations or ghetto illusions\n  It's the product, east side and all the beautiful children\n  And unleashed dreams comin' through each buildin'\n\n  If you sleep, you better wake up, as you see\n  Mega more mature, I'm on a record wit nature\n  Mind on my paper, nine in my waist, there's no denyin' the greatness\n  Queensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\n  Aiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\n  Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\n  Pull out long guns, pop out casualities\n  It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\n\n  The ill will in me, I rep that willingly\n  Step back enemies, death tracks feelin' me\n  Six blocks, losin' my mind, runnin' from D's\n  These P's got me usin' my nine, I pop off\n\n  Y'all know the place where stars is from\n  Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\n  We leave chicks strippin' over strollers\n  (Slippin' sova)\n  In queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\n\n  Your hood's bogus, my hood be keepin' it crunk\n  So much be jumpin' off, I ain't sleep in a month\n  Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\n  Drive through, you can't peep it enough, you in the bridge nigga\n\n  You must pay homage to my projects, we thorough to the end\n  Only jail and death divide us from rap to the crack suppliers\n  Out of towners get knocked off, we regulate blocks laws\n  I had the hood like watts flooded wit cop force\n\n  Q.B. to the cracks in the pavement\n  Mister everything that pool for stacks in a basement\n  Niggas understand the drama we bring\n  The legacy, dynasty upholdin' the ring where Q.B. is King, what\n\n  Yo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\n  Boomerang dunn, Q.B. bust they gun\n  Keep them P.C. niggas on the run, one\n  Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\n\n  The last verse, \"T O N Y\" remember this\n  Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\n  You synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\n  I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\n  Yo yo move\n  Me and my dogs comin' through\n  We the grain, go against us you feel pain\n  Get ranked on, we beat niggas numb\n  These niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n\n  2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\n  We like that snowball, goin' downhill\n  We get large, you get bullets lodged\n  In your jaw, your ribs, your arms\n\n  We party hard at the bar\n  Buyin' bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar\n  The head niggas in charge\n  We number one, Q.B. there's no competition\n\n  Infamous records, bars and hooks listen\n  Littles Noyd and mega\n  We independent, dunn we infamous mobbin'\n  Gog nitty and twin in\n  The ill will bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\n  Yo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\n  This music mogul rollin' wit a hundred soldiers\n  Gangstas we postal\n  Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life was written\n\n  The life I'm livin', the ice the women\n  The kites that sendin' to lifeless biddin'\n  The streets to prison, I touch you then buck you\n  Heats be spittin', laser, A.R. fifteen doors come down\n  Jaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin' bound\n\n  Your hoe, your man, Lieutenant, your boss get found\n  This dough I got, I spend it and toss around\n  New York, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n\n  Now tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\n  Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\n  We 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pool for stacks in a basement\nNiggas understand the drama we bring\nThe legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!\n\nYo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\nBoomerang dunn, QB bust they gun\nKeep them PC niggas on the run, one\nMahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\nThe last verse, \"T.O.N.Y.\" remember this\nResurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\nYou synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\nI move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\nYo yo move...\nMe and my dogs comin through\nWe the grain, go against us you feel pain\nGet rained on, we beat niggas numb\nThese niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\nWe like that snowball, goin downhill\nWe get large, you get bullets lodged\nIn your jaw, your ribs, your arms\nWe party hard, at the bar\nBuyin bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar'n\nThe Head Niggas In Charge\nWe number one, QB there's no competition\nInfamous Records, Bars and Hooks listen\nLittles, Noyd, and Mega\nWe independent, dunn we Infamous Mobbin\nG.O.D., Nitty and Twin in\nThe Ill Will Bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\nYo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\nThis music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers\nGangstas we postal\nOh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written\nThe life I'm livin\nThe ice the women\nThe kites that sendin to lifeless biddin\nThe streets to prison\nI touch you then buck you\nHeats be spittin\nLa-ser, AR fifteen doors come down\nJaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin bound\nYour ho, your man, lieutenant, your boss get found\nThis dough I got, I spend it and toss around\nNew York it's time we flip it, where you from?\nLadies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\nNow tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\nWho had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\nWe from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\nQueensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed cuz\n\nrepeat to fade\nKeep on rockin the Bridge and keep rockin\nIf the beats stop rockin, the Bridge'll keep rockin","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Bridge 2001 (feat. Nas, Capone, Mobb Deep, Tragedy, Nature, MC Shan, Marley Marl, Cormega & Millennium Thug)\n  artist: Nas\n  album: QB Finest\n  duration_ms: 272222\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiyyo calm down, fall back!\n  Y'all Queensbridge always fightin up in here!)\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen, we got Queensbridge Finest up in this mothafucker\n  Tonight\n  They just came from war\n  They wanna let you know a little something about where they come from\n\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\" \"The-the Bridge\"\n  \"The-the Bridge\" \"Queensbridge\"\n\n  You love to hear the story, again and again\n  About a rap dynasty that just won't end\n  The monument, still in your face\n  Niggas played out, Shan still in the place\n  Hip hop was set out in the dark\n  The Bridge was never Over, we left our mark\n  The jam is dedicated to you and your boys\n  I brought my Queensbridge thugs to +Kill That Noise+\n\n  If you was an out-of-towner, had to know somebody wit strength\n  You know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\n  You know the Hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\n  Squeezin them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n  So many names don't got time to spit em, but through my rhymes they livin\n  We the Bridge through tracks I'm givin\n  Never lose sight, 41st Side's my life\n  The 40th Side of life, dunn we keepin it tight\n\n  Yo it ain't just the music\n  Hoop aspirations or ghetto illusions\n  It's the product, east side, and all the beautiful children\n  And unleashed dreams comin through each building\n  If you sleep, you better wake up as you see\n  Mega more mature, I'm on a record wit Nature\n  Mind on my paper, nine in my waist\n  There's no denyin the greatness\n  Queensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\n  Aiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\n  Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\n  Pull out long guns, pop out casualities\n  It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\n  The Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly\n  Step back enemies, death tracks feelin me\n  Six blocks, losin my mind\n  Runnin from D's\n  These P's got me usin my nine, I pop off\n\n  Y'all know the place where stars is from\n  Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\n  We leave chicks strippin over strollers (Slippin Sova)\n  In Queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\n  Your hood's bogus, my hood be keepin it crunk\n  So much be jumpin off I ain't sleep in a month\n  Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\n  Drive through, you can't peep it enough\n  You in the Bridge nigga\n\n  You must pay homage to my projects\n  We thorough to the end\n  Only jail and death divide us\n  From rap to the crack suppliers\n  Out-of-towners get knocked off\n  We regualte blocks laws\n  I had the hood like Watts flooded wit cop force\n  QB to the cracks in the pavement\n  Mister Everything that? pool for stacks in a basement\n  Niggas understand the drama we bring\n  The legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!\n\n  Yo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\n  Boomerang dunn, QB bust they gun\n  Keep them PC niggas on the run, one\n  Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\n  The last verse, \"T.O.N.Y.\" remember this\n  Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\n  You synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\n  I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\n  Yo yo move...\n  Me and my dogs comin through\n  We the grain, go against us you feel pain\n  Get rained on, we beat niggas numb\n  These niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n  2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\n  We like that snowball, goin downhill\n  We get large, you get bullets lodged\n  In your jaw, your ribs, your arms\n  We party hard, at the bar\n  Buyin bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar'n\n  The Head Niggas In Charge\n  We number one, QB there's no competition\n  Infamous Records, Bars and Hooks listen\n  Littles, Noyd, and Mega\n  We independent, dunn we Infamous Mobbin\n  G.O.D., Nitty and Twin in\n  The Ill Will Bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\n  Yo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\n  This music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers\n  Gangstas we postal\n  Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written\n  The life I'm livin\n  The ice the women\n  The kites that sendin to lifeless biddin\n  The streets to prison\n  I touch you then buck you\n  Heats be spittin\n  La-ser, AR fifteen doors come down\n  Jaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin bound\n  Your ho, your man, lieutenant, your boss get found\n  This dough I got, I spend it and toss around\n  New York it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Now tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\n  Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\n  We from the largest project, yo the 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Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n[00:18.28] The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n[00:20.01] The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n[00:21.87] The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge\n[00:24.60] You love to hear the story, again and again\n[00:28.25] About a rap dynasty that just won't end\n[00:30.94] The monument, still in your face\n[00:33.65] Niggas played out, Shan still in the place\n[00:36.37] Hip hop was set out in the dark\n[00:38.27] The bridge was never over, we left our mark\n[00:40.94] This jam is dedicated to you and your boys\n[00:43.67] I brought my Queensbridge thugs to kill that noise\n[00:46.37] If you was an out of towner, had to know somebody wit strength\n[00:49.08] You know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\n[00:51.73] You know the hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\n[00:54.53] Squeezin' them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n[00:57.28] So many names, don't got time to spit 'em\n[00:59.06] But 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This jam is dedicated to you and your boys\n  I brought my Queensbridge thugs to kill that noise\n\n  If you was an out of towner, had to know somebody wit strength\n  You know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\n  You know the hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\n  Squeezin' them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n\n  So many names, don't got time to spit 'em\n  But through my rhymes they livin', we the bridge through tracks I'm givin'\n  Never lose sight, 41st side's my life\n  The 40th side of life, dunn we keepin' it tight\n\n  Yo, it ain't just the music\n  Group aspirations or ghetto illusions\n  It's the product, east side and all the beautiful children\n  And unleashed dreams comin' through each buildin'\n\n  If you sleep, you better wake up, as you see\n  Mega more mature, I'm on a record wit nature\n  Mind on my paper, nine in my waist, there's no denyin' the greatness\n  Queensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\n  Aiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\n  Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\n  Pull out long guns, pop out casualities\n  It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\n\n  The ill will in me, I rep that willingly\n  Step back enemies, death tracks feelin' me\n  Six blocks, losin' my mind, runnin' from D's\n  These P's got me usin' my nine, I pop off\n\n  Y'all know the place where stars is from\n  Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\n  We leave chicks strippin' over strollers\n  (Slippin' sova)\n  In queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\n\n  Your hood's bogus, my hood be keepin' it crunk\n  So much be jumpin' off, I ain't sleep in a month\n  Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\n  Drive through, you can't peep it enough, you in the bridge nigga\n\n  You must pay homage to my projects, we thorough to the end\n  Only jail and death divide us from rap to the crack suppliers\n  Out of towners get knocked off, we regulate blocks laws\n  I had the hood like watts flooded wit cop force\n\n  Q.B. to the cracks in the pavement\n  Mister everything that [Incomprehensible] pool for stacks in a basement\n  Niggas understand the drama we bring\n  The legacy, dynasty upholdin' the ring where Q.B. is King, what\n\n  Yo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\n  Boomerang dunn, Q.B. bust they gun\n  Keep them P.C. niggas on the run, one\n  Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\n\n  The last verse, \"T O N Y\" remember this\n  Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\n  You synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\n  I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\n  Yo yo move\n  Me and my dogs comin' through\n  We the grain, go against us you feel pain\n  Get ranked on, we beat niggas numb\n  These niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n\n  2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\n  We like that snowball, goin' downhill\n  We get large, you get bullets lodged\n  In your jaw, your ribs, your arms\n\n  We party hard at the bar\n  Buyin' bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar\n  The head niggas in charge\n  We number one, Q.B. there's no competition\n\n  Infamous records, bars and hooks listen\n  Littles Noyd and mega\n  We independent, dunn we infamous mobbin'\n  Gog nitty and twin in\n  The ill will bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\n  Yo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\n  This music mogul rollin' wit a hundred soldiers\n  Gangstas we postal\n  Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life was written\n\n  The life I'm livin', the ice the women\n  The kites that sendin' to lifeless biddin'\n  The streets to prison, I touch you then buck you\n  Heats be spittin', laser, A.R. fifteen doors come down\n  Jaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin' bound\n\n  Your hoe, your man, Lieutenant, your boss get found\n  This dough I got, I spend it and toss around\n  New York, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n\n  Now tell me who was the true 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we flip it, where you from?\n  start_ms: 237550\n  end_ms: 240210\n- text: Now tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\n  start_ms: 240210\n  end_ms: 242970\n- text: Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\n  start_ms: 242970\n  end_ms: 245620\n- text: We from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\n  start_ms: 245620\n  end_ms: 247490\n- text: Queensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed 'cuz\n  start_ms: 247490\n  end_ms: 250130\n- text: Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 250130\n  end_ms: 252920\n- text: If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 252920\n  end_ms: 255670\n- text: Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 255670\n  end_ms: 258390\n- text: If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 258390\n  end_ms: 261910\n- text: Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 261910\n  end_ms: 263710\n- text: If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 263710\n  end_ms: 266420\n- text: Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 266420\n  end_ms: 268320\n- text: If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n  start_ms: 268320\n  end_ms: 270100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 270100\nplain: |-\n  Aiyyo calm down, fall back\n  Y'all Queensbridge always fightin' up in here\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  We got Queensbridge finest up in this mothafucker tonight\n  They just came from war\n  They wanna let you know a little somethin' about where they come from\n\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge, the-the-the bridge\n  The-the-the bridge, Queensbridge\n\n  You love to hear the story, again and again\n  About a rap dynasty that just won't end\n  The monument, still in your face\n  Niggas played out, Shan still in the place\n\n  Hip hop was set out in the dark\n  The bridge was never over, we left our mark\n  This jam is dedicated to you and your boys\n  I brought my Queensbridge thugs to kill that noise\n\n  If you was an out of towner, had to know somebody wit strength\n  You know the drill, shit was real, fuck around, got killed\n  You know the hill breed of thugs, death to those that squeal\n  Squeezin' them slugs, one love to thugs that died in the field\n\n  So many names, don't got time to spit 'em\n  But through my rhymes they livin', we the bridge through tracks I'm givin'\n  Never lose sight, 41st side's my life\n  The 40th side of life, dunn we keepin' it tight\n\n  Yo, it ain't just the music\n  Group aspirations or ghetto illusions\n  It's the product, east side and all the beautiful children\n  And unleashed dreams comin' through each buildin'\n\n  If you sleep, you better wake up, as you see\n  Mega more mature, I'm on a record wit nature\n  Mind on my paper, nine in my waist, there's no denyin' the greatness\n  Queensbridge, never try to disgrace it\n\n  Aiyyo the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity\n  Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries\n  Pull out long guns, pop out casualities\n  It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me\n\n  The ill will in me, I rep that willingly\n  Step back enemies, death tracks feelin' me\n  Six blocks, losin' my mind, runnin' from D's\n  These P's got me usin' my nine, I pop off\n\n  Y'all know the place where stars is from\n  Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run\n  We leave chicks strippin' over strollers\n  (Slippin' sova)\n  In queens, you be the victim till you get to know us\n\n  Your hood's bogus, my hood be keepin' it crunk\n  So much be jumpin' off, I ain't sleep in a month\n  Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut\n  Drive through, you can't peep it enough, you in the bridge nigga\n\n  You must pay homage to my projects, we thorough to the end\n  Only jail and death divide us from rap to the crack suppliers\n  Out of towners get knocked off, we regulate blocks laws\n  I had the hood like watts flooded wit cop force\n\n  Q.B. to the cracks in the pavement\n  Mister everything that [Incomprehensible] pool for stacks in a basement\n  Niggas understand the drama we bring\n  The legacy, dynasty upholdin' the ring where Q.B. is King, what\n\n  Yo for you I take a fifth to the head till I url\n  Boomerang dunn, Q.B. bust they gun\n  Keep them P.C. niggas on the run, one\n  Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis\n\n  The last verse, \"T O N Y\" remember this\n  Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic\n  You synthetic, your gangsta's cosmetic\n  I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it\n\n  Yo yo move\n  Me and my dogs comin' through\n  We the grain, go against us you feel pain\n  Get ranked on, we beat niggas numb\n  These niggas is dumb, you can't resist my dunns\n\n  2001 we still thump, the fuck happened to ya'll?\n  We like that snowball, goin' downhill\n  We get large, you get bullets lodged\n  In your jaw, your ribs, your arms\n\n  We party hard at the bar\n  Buyin' bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar\n  The head niggas in charge\n  We number one, Q.B. there's no competition\n\n  Infamous records, bars and hooks listen\n  Littles Noyd and mega\n  We independent, dunn we infamous mobbin'\n  Gog nitty and twin in\n  The ill will bravehearts, L.E.S. millennium\n\n  Yo blow faces, fo-fo blazes, no one's safe\n  This music mogul rollin' wit a hundred soldiers\n  Gangstas we postal\n  Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life was written\n\n  The life I'm livin', the ice the women\n  The kites that sendin' to lifeless biddin'\n  The streets to prison, I touch you then buck you\n  Heats be spittin', laser, A.R. fifteen doors come down\n  Jaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin' bound\n\n  Your hoe, your man, Lieutenant, your boss get found\n  This dough I got, I spend it and toss around\n  New York, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n  Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from?\n\n  Now tell me who was the true thugs in videos first?\n  Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?\n  We from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth\n  Queensbridge know they history, left y'all cursed 'cuz\n\n  Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n  Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n\n  Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n  Keep on rockin' the bridge and keep rockin'\n  If the beats stop rockin', the bridge'll keep rockin'\n"}]