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"What's.. what's.."
"What's on? What's going on?" (4X)

The scene is a regular hangout spot for unclean
women in tight jeans frontin queens
Chickenheads who should be home takin care of their
Instead, always in the club flirtin with men
No I care about no hype-no-holic bitches; all I'm concerned with
is who's bringin they in to burn niggaz
security practice is mediocre proportions
Niggaz is still sneakin they firearms in
Often, be acting like they're marksmen
but couldn't hit a stationary
So how you gonna hit a target? Especially if you alcoholic
The party was until you spoiled it
what's goin on?

Chorus: Canibus +

"What's on? What's going on?"
[Can] What's goin on days?
[Can] Can't do no hip-hop shows the gunplay
"What's going on? What's on?"
[Can] What's goin on? Why is everybody
"While you rappin, I'm busy tryin to the gat in" -> Havoc
"What's going on? going on?"
[Can] What's goin on days?
Can't do no hip-hop shows the gunplay
"What's on? What's going on?"
[Can] Before you blaze, about the lives at stake
"You got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place" ->

The other night I seen some kid loud, runnin his mouth
Til somebody pulled the out, then shots rang out
This in front of me got his back blown out
On the with a piece of his small intestines hangin out
I had to scream on the bouncers to him out
They said, "Nah, them niggaz is bustin in the crowd"
Then ducked down close to the ground as the bullets whizzed by
Prayin to Allah cause they don't die
But neither do I, fuck it, I gotta be
As a rap artist, it's a part of my career
I swear, niggaz need to chill with that
Bringing your handguns to God damn club I perform at
Everything from semi-autos to
Chrome or black, plastic gats and all
Believe it or not - the government that
So they can use that as an excuse to down rap
What's on?

Yo
All of my hip-hop niggaz should feel what I'm speakin
A subject that was touched by Nas and Monch
Bullets - shot from guns, guns bein carried by thugs
who come to the to shed blood
Bear in mind, that everytime a nigga for chrome
he jeopardizes more than his own
To some this record ain't even relevant until you
how a bullet can shatter your in a millisec'
By some thug cats who didn't take
by bustin a gat, they could render handicapped
and trapped, in a wheelchair over
With the gift of walkin and runnin snatched them
What the is goin on?

2X (to fade)