Babies cryin' dyin' and brothers getting knocked is deep on the block and you got me locked down In this cold, world
It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin' Not a handgun was silent, not a Tec Outside as I'm stuck, by who put fear And blasted on the spot the pigs were dere You know hoods robbers new in sight, fuck blue and white They escape them flash the fuckin' lights Gunshots, shatter first window panes hit the ground and blood stained the dice game Whether broke callisthetic, any you set it Beat niggaz toothless, physically cut up gooses But with iron on the sides took no excuses Therefore, your fifty-two was useless Links was snatched off necks, scars on Jackets took, after bullet rips through Against those who the cold from the steel made em fold And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his Destruction worker, who was caught for his No time to swing the hammer was hangin' from his Farmer's And it's bugged how some niggers catch And pockets dug everything except check stubs And it does, sound ill like wars in Or fatal in Red Hook where feds look For fugitives to shoot cops, niggers layin' on roof For his he stashed in a shoebox But he was hot, and the strip was filled young killers You suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars And born thieves stay hooded with extra Those who try to flee hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate Similar to hit men who pull out Tecs and Drop those who like tacos from Mexican Rapid, recipients cashin' checks again Back to the spot on Lexington
Babies cryin' brothers and brothers getting knocked is deep on the block and you got me locked down In this cold, world
We be from the cops, bustin' off shots Shit is deep on the block and you got me down In this cold, world