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V1: I'm from the bottom of the gutter... chillin' wit mobsters and hustlers/
seen it all.... robbers and and getaway drivers ready to ride on a sucka/

I seen it all... nuttin' is alarmin' me cuz/
niggaz jackin' cars and phines poppin' pharmacy drugs/

I declare war... on any nigga opposin'/
for I been chosin'.... to stop niggaz while they in motion/

I've done alot of illegal shit leavin' people hit... can't stand a shit talker/
nor a bitch nigga... actin' like it's cool to be a crip walka'/

sometimes it seems it's all a a game to niggaz not in a gang/
don't you know you are a product of the enviroment in which you hang?/

lotta niggaz think it's insane... but it's where issues came/
when I say I'm the best... take it how you want... I'ma exclude names/

shit ain't a game once the medal flash... blood show and a couple pedal's mash to press the gas/
you''ll notice no one's heroic or visible to protect ya ass/

it's me and you... regardless of who come i'm LAWLESS/
neva cautious... many hood niggaz applaud this/

I step wit some balled fist... wit the eyes of an ox/
make every nigga wonder if I contain a concience in my noggin' or not/

and I guess that's the very thing that's surprisin' the block/
cause it's impossible to take down and g wit no thoughts on decidin' to stop/

what is my definition pay attention to reel music/
the shit that make grown men smile.... still ruthless if my style revealed acoustics/

long as my heart beatin' and my gun spittin'... it's one love to cats designed for hatin'/
I roll short on conversation... more for public confrontation/

HK: ain't shit changed crip gang till the death/
once a couple guys start leanin' and the 45 start screamin'... I'm the last nigga left/

name a nigga that can tell life from me face to face/
all I can see is some scared niggaz ready to vacate the place/

V2: I here yall... GODDAMN EM'.... is that law in that Navy Blue phantom/
I can't stand em'.... our crew gotta get Above The Rest for expansion/

n e ways lemme get back to the fuccin' track/
and if I'm losin' you... let me know... before I'm too far to double back/

VA.... where the REEL trouble at/
where you get to muscle cats.. and gather you a couple gats/

street savior... the only niggaz I love are my immediate neighborz/
FUCC magazines that exagerate things and proceed to hate ya/

I got jumped in.... then my whole life dissolved/
I wasn't doin' shit but producin' all types of flaws/

shit... I can't tell why my street hype is so raw/
at the end of the day niggaz gon bow to the k and look in the eyes of the LAW/

cats ask why i'm in love wit the blue flag/
I can do it on my lonesome but lots of niggaz grip chrome son... so The Boyz In Blue gotta show em who's bad/

I got beef wit bloods all across the states/
I met some bloods bout sumtin'... but for the most they don't wanna BRAWL WIT THA GREAT/

throughout communities... I stay wit diplomatic immunity/
none can ruin me...now I can't be touched instead of bein' guilty until proven free/

it's funny to see cats step wit nursery rhymes/
listen close... and tell me if you perferrin' these lines/

I LOVE GANGS.... The Zuit Suitz, Vice Lordz, Latin Kingz, specially my Crip Niggaz/
we don't conquered our opponents how the FUCC can we get bigga?/

HK: ain't shit changed crip gang till the death/
once a couple guys start leanin' and the 45 start screamin'... I'm the last nigga left/

name a nigga that can tell life from me face to face/
all I can see is some scared niggaz ready to vacate the place/