I
(scottie edge)
Trapped behind borders
Swimmin in foreign waters
Importes, exporters
Informers, flippin' on tape recorders
Like da man dat knew too much
Never knew enough
Knew who to trust
I'm talkin espionage
In camoflauge
Like boats on bogs
In bayou fogs
Ya had ya secret plans
Ya microfilm
Secret agent man
A view to a kill
I'm talkin goldeneye
Da l to da i
R-o-y
Show me how ya spy
(mr. Kaves)
The saint with the halo
The payroll
Da kavesman
The mademan
Don't give a fuck what you say man
Take over your chat room, got my
Powermac
On mr. Kaves-dot-com,
If you wanna get it on da breathtaker
Da bonebreaker
Da freshmaker
The loanshark bet taker
The ny skyscraper

Chorus:
Spy vs. Spy
Look into my eyes
Try to cross the border
To live & let die



Ii
(liroy)
Nowy Jork, Nowy Jork!
Liroy znów nadciąga tu
Powiedz mi, powiedz co się stanie mu
Kiedy...wkraczamy do miasta
Liroy, Lordz of Brooklyn - cisnienie
Narasta
Wzrasta adrenalina, scyzoryk l swe
Rymy zaczyna
Mamy 1997 w kalendarzu na ścianie
Zadanie proste - freestyle na planie
Rym nasuwa się prosto z mojej głowy
Odruch ten bracie jest bezwarunkowy
Różowy cadillac przejeżdża obok mnie
Pytanie zachodzi gdzie ja jestem, gdzie?
Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, Nowy Jork
Jeśli znasz ten klimat
Jeśli znasz ten klimat to -
1995 to był rok kiedy pierwszy raz
Ujrzalem Nowy Jork
Polska - Stany, czas na porównanie
Jeśli na to liczysz - zapomnij!
Nic się nie stanie takiego kolego
Skoomaj moją przestrzeń
Lordz of Brooklyn powie ci coś
Jeszcze...

Chorus:
Spy vs. Spy
Look into my eyes
Try to cross the border
To live & let die

(breakdown w/sasch jenkins)

Iii
(paulie two times)
Throughtout the five boroughs
Paulie's rockin thorough
You slept like a sedative
My style's never repetitive
You must pay attention
To what i bhe mentionin
When my microphone drops
It's your brain i'm dentin' in
Inventin' in
Lunical lyrics
With no repent
I'll leave that mug all red
And that nose bone bent
Fuck the shure shot
I got the direct hit
My crew be on the rise
Like alcohol & unemployment
But on a serious note
I rock mc's like the vote
From sea to shining sea
I got ya noddin'
Like a bag a dee dee dee dee
(ad-money)
Bangin billy bats
Shootin craps on ya life wit a knife
For the streets of my turf, gettin' hurt
Cross the line ny express - 007 fuck
That!
Yo, he better pay his fuckin' debt
(bobalou & the 7th power)
It's the spyhunter - seven
Comin' in the name of thunder
I bring hell like thunder
Poland, hold up... New York's comin'
Through
Lob... That's my crew
Bringin in to your dome once again
Babalouu??? I meand dead
President get blow up, hold up
Mc get smoked up
Where ya gonna run?
Ny you cannot run.