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Do you do it for the money, you murderin' for the hit
Revenge and get back, revenge and get back
Did you do it for the money, you murder was it a hit
For the revenge and get back or was it for the chips
Motherfuckers is gangstas about that
Shit but some of you niggas is phony
I live on the edge of a razor with multiple killa homies
We ain't never no suckers, grimy straight out the gutter
Keep some heat in these cold streets to frost them motherfuckers
Put the plan, plot, strategize, dirty the game
Catch these motherfuckers slippin' 'cause niggas is lame
Some of you busters get it twisted and misunderstood
It's A to the motherfuckin' K, brains, leather and wood
Fuck the feds be trippin', took the tap of my phone
Leavin' killa pitbulls in my house when I ain't home
Every time I see the po-pos I think fuck peace
'Cause they the biggest motherfuckin' gang on these streets, blow
Fuck peace
We gonna ride to the end until they bury it, blow
Well the police and the shotta dem deh pon patrol
Make sure you no out there when dem a roll
Can't put up no resistance, better keep your distance
They're in full control
Well the police and the shotta dem deh pon patrol
Make sure you no out there when dem a roll
Can't put up no resistance, better keep your distance
They're in full control
Shotta, shotta beg no friend, shotta, shotta not pretend
Shotta are the ones fi make your life go end
But you a no want to take order when you cross shotta border
There's no turnin' back when you live on the neck of frontline soldier
When one mercenary fi kill a dozen visionaries
It's a 12 step program, straight two obituaries
And fi read about it, talk about it, spread some big scare about it
Do they really give a fuck about the people, man I highly doubt it
'Cause Babylon a phenomenon and death is so predominant
The more bloodshed a gwan, they think say that is all they want
Sacrificial rituals only to build residuals
We haffi stack it up or pack it up and then fi back it up
'Cause we haffi have some baby eat when they out there tryin' to eat
And Babylon boasts the most artillery deh pon the street
'Cause when you haffi get your right on dead body get cried on
Not go fear nobody but you sleep with the lights on
Well the police and the shotta dem deh pon patrol
Make sure you no out there when dem a roll
Can't put up no resistance, better keep your distance
They're in full control
Well the police and the shotta dem deh pon patrol
Make sure you no out there when dem a roll
Can't put up no resistance, better keep your distance
They're in full control
I've been arrested for bein' Mexican
How you think I feel Mr. President?
All of my bald-headed locos, keep your head up holmes
I know it's hard and you're fed up holmes
It's a struggle, it ain't easy when your pops is gone
And I ain't sayin' every cop is wrong but on my blocks it's hard
We got no place to speak
And every nigga on my block nearly hates to sleep
We need attention, every other day they mention
Our little boys and girls should watch their ways and friendship
Our parents never listen to a thing they say
And gangstas always end up in their graves, but hey
Look at the news, the oil's got our country at war
When on the streets there's no job, everybody is poor
We need help and George Bush needs to see (Mr. President)
That even though we're free we feel enslaved, I mean
Well the police and the shotta dem deh pon patrol
Make sure you no out there when dem a roll
Can't put up no resistance, better keep your distance
They're in full control
Well the police and the shotta dem deh pon patrol
Make sure you no out there when dem a roll
Can't put up no resistance, better keep your distance
They're in full control