[Intro]
Yo yo, for my street motherfuckers!
Peep it.. like this (Necro)
Dropping jewels on you (brutal)
You end up getting fuckin punched in ya face! (street shit)

[Verse 1]
Street cats with minds that orbit around morbid
Feel this, absorb it and cock your TEC, bump this til the cops get vexed and knock on doors with warrants
Lookin to make you pay for your sins
Hide in the closet as they bust the door in
Wake up the neighbors, fuck hard labor
The only way I'll open a box with a large razor
Is when I receive a shipment of equipment to make beats that got you kids flippin'
Now slip in the clip and bust off ya shit for independence, for codefendants
For the fifth amendment
For the those with a twenty five year sentence
That shit's fucked up: kid consequences get over on you, luck sucks
Judges making examples outta cats
How 'bout we make an example out of a judge and stab 'em in the back with a sharpened gavel?
You'll lock me up for robbery
Don't rob my life, don't play God with me

[Hook]
Killings all around
Dope, crack, weed, mad pounds
Living like a hood
Dying as a thug
Killings all around
Dope, crack, weed, mad pounds
Living like a hood
Dying as a thug
[Verse 2]
For all you dogs in pain with the eternal morgue in your brain, dying just to live
Don't make be bust a kid
Working eight hours a day for someone else is insane, you're like a slave
Only difference is you're giving yourself permission
Like a fiend on a mission
Headed towards the same door you walked through an hour before - circling like a bird up in the atmosphere, get outta line? Gats appear
Gangstas are here, wise asses, my bastards
I learned a lot how to earn a knot
Never buy a burner that's hot
Make sure it's out the box
Before I knew how to box used to throw a lotta shots, now a jab and a hook does it quickly
Try to hit me
I train like in other countries, bombin' the city
Like it's Vietnam in the sixties and I'm a hippy
Holding like ten clips, G, a nine milli and more guns
I'll be buckin' my fuckin' shit off at everyone
Til the war's done!

[Hook]
Killings all around
Dope, crack, weed, mad pounds
Living like a hood
Dying as a thug
Killings all around
Dope, crack, weed, mad pounds
Living like a hood
Dying as a thug