Harry Fraud
50 Foot Razor Blade
[Intro: Boldy James & Chris Martin]
He said, "I'm gonna buy this place and burn it down"
What else? And send it up in flames
"I'm gonna put it six feet underground"
It's Game Time, it's time to kill again
He said, "I'm gonna buy this place and watch it fall"
It's only us, light a match then you blow the joint
"Stand here beside me, baby, in the crumblin' walls"
Blocks (La música de Harry Fraud)

[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Like sliding down a fifty-foot razorblade
Landing into a alcohol river
They talk a good game, but they not at all killers
And my pain run deeper than Pac on malt liquor
I'm talking pain, I lost my Uncle James to that heroin (Game)
You never felt pain 'til you felt mines
Was too pressed for time, I had to stress to Moms
"Don't put up the house 'cause I'ma run, judge set my bond"
A million-ten percent, that's a honey bun
N***as never been through shit so I don't feel 'em none
'Cause pain is love and love is overrated
You only as good as your plug and money's the motivation

[Chorus: Boldy James & Chris Martin]
Champagne for the pain
(All the movements you've started to make)
No pain, no gain
(See me crumble and fall on my face)
Watched it all go up in flames
(And I know the mistakes that I made)
And it left quick as it came
(See it all disappear with—, with—, made—, made—, made)
[Verse 2: Peechie Green]
First mistake that I really made
Fuckin' with these wishy-washy n***as and their bitchy ways
(Bitchy ways) Jealous hearted even envied me
Wanted what I had and all I did was hustle constantly
Put my work in, took everything from me the tenth time
Pussy n***as (All this trailing on me six times, bitch)
Gotta grind like wine when I made mine
Name got hot in these streets when I bought mine
A real hustler push off anything
('Caine, blow, pills, weed, drank, I'm in every game)
The realest n***a since Jeezy
N***a, don't believe me? Shit, I put that shit on Peechie

[Chorus: Boldy James & Chris Martin]
Champagne for the pain
(All the movements you've started to make)
No pain, no gain
(See me crumble and fall on my face)
Watched it all go up in flames
(And I know the mistakes that I made)
And it left quick as it came
(See it all disappear without trace)

[Outro: Chris Martin]
And they call as they beckon you on
They say, "Start as you—"