Lyrics:
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4th
Intrigued by the speed of a 911 Porsche? "But of course"
Still screaming Behold a Pale Horse
Watch my flame turn green like a Promethean torch
Pay no child
a millionaire by the time school ends.
Fuck my life on the run
Just to walk i should stay strapped
This the life of a convict.
The blunts in rotation
Thee
Raindrop, Bentley Mulsanne, I'm insane, bitch (yeah)
Cocaine, white diamonds on a black chain, bitch
Porsche 911 GT3 when I lane switch
Fuckin'
nothing to do today
So what i'm a do im a bust on tha cops
Shoot tha street lights out on the block dial 911 sit back and watch
I can hear them sirens
niggas'll dump a clip
We by the school yard waiting for you to get your kid
I caught a A1 felony on my last bid
Kept calm, made bond, I'm on that shit
You
better my rhymes
Throw down in the kitchen, might need better then moms
Wake me up with some head, ain't no better alarm
Move in by myself, a force when
niggas'll dump a clip
We by the school yard waiting for you to get your kid
I caught a A1 felony on my last bid
Kept calm, made bond, I'm on that shit
You
find a way to survive, shit is a miracle
We got mice in the crib and roaches in the toasters, rice in the fridge
Bread in the oven by the roaster
We be
to keep me from killin' you
The greatest atrocities ever committed
On this planet have been in the name of God
This country was founded by Puritans
For
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
in here
Turn the lights on, turn the lights on
Turn the lights on, turn the lights on
Asshole by nature, tell them bitches remember
I'm a hunnid
understand one thing
I do great field work plus I'ma boss too
Loyalty is hard to come by
Why'all know who the streets is run by, could only be one guy
is run by, could only be one guy
And that be who but 'Kiss, no security
The burner and some niggas that I grew up with
And the brand new 911, fuck
From Stegosaurus Age, there was a Club that controlled us in our souls, mm
They keep us in line tell us to do all the time
And they hold us by our
who?
Twin-turbo 911 make it vroom vroom
We in all black, my mechanic, make the tool move
Say you sip lean, yeah, I do too
I ain't tryna hit your cup,
the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto),
Honk yo horn as she's walking by right now
Yeah
I need some of that, so fresh out the pack
I'll pop yo cherry like a bottle, take a swing
when I brawl
Too late for that 911 call
Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin
But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs
You
x2]
Ooooh wee, it's alive
You better run and hide
Cover your ears and your eyes
[Ice Cube]
The world had to bow to this new style
Dial 9-1-1
Get with it
Get with it
Get with it
Got beats that are boomin to keep the crowd movin
Cause this administration needs some removin
Since 9/11 got war
the building
Okay, day time soldier, night time rider,
911 survivor,yeah I feel u, and who am
I to try to keep hope alive
When I'm seeing dead babies floating
gotta leave
Yo yo ayo
I'm fed up with bein rejected
Detected, by your radar
You heard me and you ejected the tape
No there's no escape
I can't
Starkaroni probably fucked your aunt Mabel
In the stash house owned by El Patrón
Big friends in high places, always flyin' outta zones
Big banks in Sweden,
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