We to drop these styles; it's no shock We rock 'til the cops come and non-stop
We from psycho cities and blocks We're gunshots low life in hip hop
Despite the rules I to be, one of the choosen few Leavin you confused, dazed and what got you all How the fuck we be so blazed? It takes one to fill your life with terror Think of all your bullet holes embedded in area Bullet, bullet and in the end, who shot By making hip hop? We came here to get you high, represent world-wide On the hustle crooked lives We don't die, we multiply; but we So how are we gonna You got role, I got mine; don't cross paths an intersection's just another form of clash, we crash
Due to environments, crimes terrorize rhyme events I'm bringing the to the stage, rockin your front page L.a., street families are crumblin we There must be some of way out of this pain Said the joker chain weed train Take aim stop random cappin, a hootah captain
We came to these styles, it's no shock We rock the cops come and rock non-stop Do you rock or do you get locked in with glocks? The psycho realm's out your box We come from cities and blocks We're raised by gunshots and low life in Do you or do you get locked in fights with glocks? We come psycho cities and blocks
Will dancing in the flesh accept When somebody changes the music and the is death We don't dance bonfires We get stoned, or wired In memory of expired My exodus results in prejudice You ask us why, in poverty, we terrorists Now let me you this: we don't choose to tote gats And on the corner is to avoid tax If you gun or hip-hop there's too much division So find a new mission or it'll We do our thing, talk slang, on fast lanes Some do it for money, and others for the You're out playin dangerous with high aim How long will you maintain before you get
Clearing the but my soul is mad Tendency to act bad across me don't c.o.m.e. out at n.i.g.h.t. Yeah, we the fuckin crazy from the streets freely You see me psyclone delivering a metal rainstorm