[Intro: Chaos struck nation-wide today as suspects, including the members of the rap Wu-Syndicate and another suspect, 12 O'Clock alledgedly have and taken over the industry. We'll keep you updated as news becomes available.
I pull like the Colombo's, mob price, traffic is closed The Heiroglyphics, son, watch the money When I was 19 wrote the wheel, cherished the poker 25 rack, kidnappin his thug wife Glamorous, en-vi-vivangelist, fuck his Just from Los Angeles, blowin Alanis Napolean, of Malibu golden sands Roll with J in a bubble outlet, you know the
Mafia] Schemed out my Ghetto tooken with spy ninjas Mafia with swiftness, conductin the sheist win, minor gotti click, abduction My peeps, extortion flame, the corruptin this metropolis It drain slow, over karets, see a hoe, maintain, oh Ya flame thrower, UFO, niggaz is jakin at Playin the tunes for Picollo's A shy house, Micollo's Duckin the snot
[12 I put the hoe at risk, I make 'em my grip In the whip with the clips She stick it up her pussy get scared, I'm real deep They just put up the I think the po's to poo me And if they do, you say we goin' to the movie If ask my name, it be Benetton McClain If shit gets serious, bitches soakin in Now I change the name 12 off into a white cop Bitch cursin a lot, This is creatin more situations She gon' take it, 5 probation sittin at waitin For me to come home, me up, boot
Yo, chill 12 O'Clock, the feds my man spot of the proda-blue land down in Suzanne's shop Questionin this cat I knew Dredd Scott yo cousin stashed half of a man inside his dread snot Just before he made it back to He had testified against cat from up to pushin a Benz drop Trafficin back in a bread box, then I heard it wasn't coke Shit was terron, raw eggs, of clapped his ass, I seen a flash cop Swarmin in the lot, projects hot Tropic is rock, hrad to try to cop a knot Informer type faggots snitch Bitches, they talk a lot, stab 'em with Beady overdosed, clockin syran, too minerals Pockets stay mad with no ears, shit is petifull bring the jealousy, burners blaze over some beef Dead in my industry, I lie My head is defeat, pussy nothin sweet All my niggaz are locked in the Who to run with me, Daddy-O Daddy you home, you comfortably Respect due, but never is Bitch me, heroin, crack each other, jump on a jack for fee Hundred dollars, sell it, we Another way to eat, I lie that I write is like a legacy ...a