Any is mind blown,
Sendin' bullets to the brain, nigga, yeah
Them definitely got me back
A nigga that always at my city with me
'Cause we kill in the Land of the Heartless, Die
Niggas that claim to bang, bang
They know they cannot buck me
With or without my gat
Come with original thugsta shit
Niggas get vicious with my click
There's really no place to run
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
When it comes to slang thangs, they do
Hand on my strap, roll thick, 'cause they jack
They got my man from the Land
'Cause even the bitches carry guns
Of this mausberg chrome to the dome
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
'Cause even the bitches carry guns
Copper take these here rocks, double glock
The Biz is me
That thugs don't run from none
Soon as I hit the scene, [unverified]
Bust one, they done, Cleveland is where we from
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
But they hope the thug I be, Bizzy
St. Clair ain't shit to fuck with
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
'Cause even the bitches carry guns
Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue
And I'm throwin' up St. Clair thugsta niggas
The trouble knocks, steadily hittin', me clean up
And I show them hoes up outta the Clair
And I blow your shit up, get 'em on the get up
Niggas get vicious with my click
And bailin', kickin' up mud, rollin'
There's really no place to run
And prison walls, testin' balls
Niggas get vicious with my click
Bone, clack back me gauge in a rage
Krayzie be thug, and die, that's from comin' up in my hood
Get lit up for ready your soul to burn
We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in deep
Followin' whenever me murderous trues
My pistols be pumpin' and buckin' out shots whenever
There's really no place to run
I get with my thugs
And try to pull a hold up but nigga, now hold on
Defendin' they drugs, when they roll up
Feelin' for a pistol but I didn't have no gun
Runnin' up on the Bone, you needin' to be pap, pap
Hearts-thugs have none
Lookin' down the barrel
(And Clair)
Niggas get vicious with my click
Follow rip one, now, on and on
Niggas get vicious with my click
There's really no place to run
If ya come a little bit closer, I can turn you into sand
East nine nine, crime finds mine
(Want to)
Forever be ready to pull out me
Pumpin', Krayzie be bumpin', dumpin' the bloody body
Murder tools East 99 style, fools
Niggas be creepin' up slow
Eighty-eight through the ten-five
There's really no place to run
Wanna test the Bone? The gauge is shown
Rippin' apart shit, so nigga, don't start shit
Now follow me, now roll, stroll down to Cleveland
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
Niggas get vicious with my click
'Cause even the bitches carry guns
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
Now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic?
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
Livin' in the land of the heartless
Nigga that thought he could bang
Nigga, hangin', swangin', never to miss
Heavy packed with they gats
There's really no place to run
Ready to die, so niggas can't take these
Strayin' on this road to hell
Never ran, I step with deadly men
And the blood is seepin', got niggas in alleys
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
'Cause even the bitches carry guns
There's really no place to run
For the cause, gotta get that sale
We comin' to shoot up your posse
We killas, get a gat, pap, pap, clack back me gun
Niggas get vicious with my click
Soldier thugs be pumpin' them slugs
'Cause niggas must learn, yearnin' to earn cheese
One of 'em sure to slug me
Fuck niggas in badges, we say bang
Not takin' a loss on my green leaves, please
My niggas-they comin' up out the woods to get the goods
With a sawed-off pump, shootin' craps
Nigga, Cleveland is the city where we come from
'Cause even the bitches carry guns
Wantin' to clock G's, want to move keys
Me put it in mind on murderin' you
That nigga's stuck, that nigga's blasted
Niggas get vicious with my click
There's really no place to run
'Cause even the bitches carry guns
I be flippin' it with me tongue
Better let 'em him be or they'll see
