Run around downtown, throw down in the mix and infinite showdowns Battle all break down, worlds upside down Making smiles, wicked frowns, we get down With our own sound
Static kingdoms you and your manhood shallow With shanks of metal Rattle fuckin' snakes, Im as high as the Quarter ounce of weed to the head, no breaks, homes wars we get in them Furious fist on my wrist is get them and you
Out of comes static causing mad panic In the streets, the dramatic battles We see more wars, peace, were even fighting police Resulting, theyre our enemies
of the criminal be wild You wanna see more action, up, wait awhile Fist crash, clash Putting on the face of the mask, doing brain bash
Look out for the Crazy in the head, locos to throw down out for the showdown Crazy in the head, locos bout to throw
Watch out, look out, look out, out For the showdown, you slow down Give me fifty feet or Keep your eye on the barrel of the
The lead to wetcha Spread your body parts all the continent Im a dominant mothafucka, but the opposite Turn around, put your hands on the
Are you aligned by the sunshine on gun? The outcome, youre just another one Flyin' the heavens, hit by the 5 7 Ass end scraping, illuminating the whole
They all in anticipation Youre getting by the dayton Now I see your shaking You out of this situation
Look out for the Crazy in the head, locos to throw down out for the showdown Crazy in the head, locos bout to down
Images of war weapons, the psycho wettens, stains the curb where youre steppin' Deadly grounds the of all showdowns into my kingdom, sirens rattle eardrums
It one on one no more, it's gun on gun take the place of fists, so whats the outcome Crazy wars, severe scars, if youre just me Youre defending whats yours, taking no
Were duty like tanks This is my two shanks styles point blank You my music is crazy like Tony Montana
Fumando marijuana con tomorrow I not be alive, so I wanna bring all the enemys sorrow I rock the block the music maniac Tied back locos that warpath
Why dont punks be legit, all bring havoc in their head A psycho will shoot dead the fundamental to a fucked up mental Now you got a gun, your a psycho realm
My strategy, assault Runnin' through your neighborhood in of three Smokin' in the battlegrounds on wild And showdowns, enemy take a look around
out for the showdown Crazy in the head, locos to throw down Look out for the Crazy in the head, locos to throw down
Look out for the Crazy in the head, locos to throw down out for the showdown Crazy in the head, locos to throw down