, huh, you lost it Information leakin out your faucets, hmmmmm Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground There's a new sheriff in town holdin it down It's
somethin' on you son You best a run, be off the set, bounce on the projects Cease another vick, weed in your piss and parole gotsta have it Slide like a
's checks Yo, Ren, peep out the window, and tell me what you see [Three motherfuckin police starin at me; what to do now?] Hurry up and get on Allright, tell me
your cat's litter box for the next seven years and mail a report to the President with a note saying 'Here!'" Good idea "It's time to find out what
, yeah that's me What's your name? MC Mystikal What's your alias? I'm the Prince of the South What's your thing? I ain't playin' with your bitch ass What
don't wanna stop Ever since I was a child, I wanted to be a cop You know protect and serve, a couple traffic stops I make a bust and take a lil' somethin' off the top A
What the fuck happened? Stupid Yo fuck it Anyway Mary Easter record store Walked to the back now let me get a four Exit from the spot everybody know what's hot You get yours on
out, I pulls the mack out Scream "Whats that about," then I clap out I get my plot on, in my drop on Through the rotten, dont even hate on those who hate
like they was watchtowers Buggin' on how we went through, a half a brick every couple of hours So on and so on, shit is good and we eatin' First nigga to short a
the P-jects On streets of Brooklyn I'm a crew of D-cepts On streets of L.A. I'm a whole E-set On tracks with Jurassic I be the T-Rex Still that Gucci
your name and your birthdate And your whereabouts last night about eight Slow down? Slow down? Something's missing, where's my lawyer? Cop grilled me and said "Yo there's
up da phone to hear da ring-a-ding-ling-a Mi hope ya not a cop, cause mi be slingin dem things-a Da niggas up on mi block, dey got much love for da game
cop this You do for me I do for you we both top of the list Wath your stock once you got it then set up shop Keep your eyes on the clock plus stick to
mind of a lunatic (he's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society) (he's a) (he's a) (he's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society) [ verse 2: bushwick
to stay alive I play for keeps in the streets, 'cos it's real on the battlefield Shells hit the ground from the steel Bullets travel, sun set fire to your
a motherfuckin cop He fired at me -- I fired back at him God damn, I almost had him In a flash, my little shorty's on his ass Got down on the ground,
wanna hit me, split me, murder me So I, regulate, designate, demonstrate Blow back you fools wit tools, set 'em straight What you want nigga? What it's
chambers of fear, huh, you lost it Information leakin' out your faucets, hmm Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground There's a new sheriff in town holdin' it down It's