So I grab my gear, hop in the whip and ride
O. Delicious, Ely, Bazz and Eon
Premier, he's got the fly dope system inside
So I'll ask you to your face, "Homeboy, what's up?"
So you set the brothers up for a sneak attack
So we can take the macked out photos
And the aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond
Of all the underground groups with the lyrics and bass
But I know you'll never get that through your head
So we get to the jam, the gig, the venue
And we didn't even get to turn the place out
The front the place was packed the line was long
You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole
Then you'll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back
Robin hood, known as Mel with the clientelle
I was bobbing my head 'cuz the music was on
A riot broke out girls screaming and scheming crews
This can happen often and it's really fucked up
Mike Rhone, chillin' like Capone
Big Mel from strong island H.L. the one and only
But my shit cranks too and we've got mad tapes
Mo, JT, Mega, can't forget black
My man Gary and Shiz and the nutcracker shorty
Out loud pulls up plus there's Sid and OC
You'll find it doesn't pay to front or play the role
Started buck wiling tryna' snatch kids jewels
After that 50 came and turned the party out
And to the rest of the crew you know the bond is strong
I turned it down then I peeped to my right
Did you come to see my show or the stupid nigger playoffs?
Off into the New York night we go
And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare
People getting nowhere but you go for yours there
They're rockin' sincere, yes, the posse's fat
Whether you die or kill them, it's another brother dead
Tommy Hill, The Damaja and my man Gunsmoke
Dre large got the camera biggest, Gord's got three rolls of film
Killing you and killing me it's the soliloquy of chaos
And we didn't even get all the equipment out
And then the kid pulled out and bust and laid him to waist
Another kid walked up and mushed the kid in his face
I saw this kid and his girl having a fight
Then we circled around and then drove in through
And you know who's who, so let me not prolong
'Cuz we're mislead and misfed facts, we're way off
For this was a night to remember
Corey and Smurf and Lil' Dap's got a forty
And then the ambulance came to take the body out
I had on the beige Tims with the two tone leather
