[Verse 1: StreetLife] So get your egg crashed by my Hellz Wind Staff While the pictures broadcast and splash to tell the news Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lung His father watched in horror as he swallowed his tongue Another youth dead before the age of 21 Left his son to grow in the ghettos of the slums Where the shots echo for twisted metal for cash flow React slow, nigga, and get P.L.O By the lone gunner who took revenge for his brother Who got slain last summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawnin', new crews is formin' Rival gangs warrin', blood steadily pourin' The streets are deep, son, every day is like a rerun So I reach out and try to teach one But 85% uncivilized content No tolerance, so a lifetime is spent Behind a cage, bent, smoked out and on a park bench Killer instinct, slave rap niggas get lynched
[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah] So, yo! Break that nigga arm fast as a fuck Tell Ra, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truck To all you slew-footed penguins Duckin' from these hot rocks that's flamin' Chocolate for all you rap Damians Sprayin' cards, espionage, dodge ball square hard Strip bars, no bras, wet leotards In the makin', next album — Blood on Chef Apron Keep a Gambino PlayStation in your playpen Discovery Channel, cats the Book of Daniel Coke blunts hot as a fuck, swatted bamboo High school dropouts, baseheads get knocked the fuck out! On the regular for robbin' a good nigga house Rough cut raw doses, the unexplainable Hot rock lava, gringo throw the Frusen Gladjé
[Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] Yo, what you know about this specialist armed dangerous? Hit you close range with this madness Unique design shine like a deep dish The beat kick, technique spit on your weak shit Yes! The rhythm, the Rebel, alone in my level Heat it up past the boiling point of metal Livin' legend, veteran known to set trend Lethal weapon, step through your section With the force like Luke Skywalker Rhyme author, orchestrate mind torture Live performer, bid the mic sayōnara Borderline to insane, I rain firewater Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order I got my sword 'cross your throat, you choke
[Verse 6: Raekwon] Stash your C.R.E.A.M., though Iceatollah ice style gleamo Lex graffiti name Remo Holdin', we rollin', askin' me, though Raps is hotter than hot tamales in Toledo Pussy — that shit she passin' off to me, though We wax Ajax niggas with a axe, Maxamill You could crash a mill’, got your back still Scold 'em and fold 'em like they thousand dollar bills Sit back, eyein' y'all niggas out Fakes that delegate, we spittin' fire out Verb burglar, design a Wally shoe store reserve a jet status Guyanese bird up on my mattress Watch me mack this! Ralph Lauren goose incite a fashion Yo, these hands is flooded and they mad quick Strong approach like magnets, custom wood crane name Stylin' rich, résumé the waves and one chain Feelin' mics like wheelin' a bike Slide like step on his Klondike, get your dart right We moving on it like wind breaker niggas get they face broke Jewelery get snatched Magazine right on the low, fuck y'all cats! (Sometimes...)