X-Ray Da Mindbenda ft. Ray Long - “We Got Beef With Da Cops (AKA Thief In the Night)”
[Emcee(s): Ray Long]
[Producer(s): X-Ray Da Mindbenda]

[Verse 1: Ray Long]
Give you a tape for your approval, slay crews
Dump off and leave you laying in waste removal
I’ll stay confusing you, blaze a loose. I’m trying
To quit, spit like I got bronchitis
Ride the livest, nice-sized dick sliding
In and out your bitch just like an icepick
Get stuck, I stick for bucks, in it to win it
For the biggest percentage of all participants
Who take part in getting this dough, whether you a
Hardrock or a sensitive ho, you’re feeling this flow
My n***as known like Hard Rock Cafes
Slinging hard rocks on the ave or bay every day
Fiends know to park a block away
‘Cause traffic a drag, jakes scoping who copped the weight
From quarters, eights, ounces to pounds
I bounces ‘round your town like my hood border your state
And, like my birthday, I look for the cake
Like ice and cream, me and my mic combine
Make a nice team. Fuck a court case, I’ma
Write sixteen bars, criminal ways
Displayed at heights—you gots to be high, sight-
-seeing to relate to the zone that I be in
Little wildlife-eating, the predator
Pray on weaker competitors, competing for cheddar, plus
Speaking of register, empty yours with this
Heat to your jaw. When they peek for the register, come get ya
Bleeding on the floor, leave you all wet up
So what you treasure more? Life or keeping your store?
Fuck a preview, I’m trying to see it all like
See-through, sneaking in your door just like thieves do
We could be at war for more equal rights, might
Have woke people. Lines so tight, they want a sequel
With me packing, scenes getting it on
Bombing like them Arabs on tourist attractions
Arms who ain’t built like that to even lift
Is my choice for artillery, hitting at
The enemy clips continuously
Pop, then empty, drop, then pop, then emptied
Again, reloading for circling the block. With
Beef, my foes grow with Jeeps with holes in it
Leave streets corroded. I don’t pose
In flicks—if you want to swing an ep’, then leave your week’s no-
-tice, bitch, leap off the flow with the pogo
Stick. If your parading bounce, you need a beat for this
North, South, West, back to the East Coast
Bring it back to these hoes wondering what my team grows
I’ll leave holes and your shit sinking
N***a just thinking, n***a just is blinking