[Spoken Word]
These streets graced me with tough skin but it's not going to stop no bullet
These mouths around me thirsty and the water's too hard to quench that
The young the old, bellies out here growling while they're grinding
And these paychecks ain't coming fast enough
And yeah we feel that
So yes we reckless we drive fast we bypass stop signs
We holding up the blocks just to hold down our homes
Because if there's one thing you can bet on roll on……

[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked]
Before your eyes your life is flashing
I'm bout that rifle blasting just hand it to me
Psycho assassin like the action movie
I cut the nose off the 38 like it was Michael Jackson
Now it’s a snub like the Grammys do me
This is what happened to me
I landed on Baltic Avenue instead of Park Place
Wheelchair Olympics it was a arms race
In a fuckin’ car chase thumping hard base bumping Scarface
Just trying to escape under God's grace (Yeah)
Heard they looking for me they ain't found me yet
Bounty set but I was in Downey next to the town we rep
Long Beach city by the ocean where we just drowning debt
With crackheads lie about getting robbed for their county cheque
She can't even buy her children a fuckin’ cheeseburger
I wouldn't be surprised if Pusha T served her
Look at these workers
Clocking funds pushing keys further
Dirty money they gonna watch your tongue Booker T word to him
Dead body under the white sheet
Wearing the same pair of Nikes I got on my feet
Don't want to be in his shoes so we slide and we ride deep
Dumping 45s on the side street while your eyes sleep
I creep and supply heat
And you'll die fuckin’ with that five pumps in the back
Just hiding inside the trunk of the Lac
Side hustle and trap till we all triumphant in rap
On a hard grind like a stripper dry humpin your lap
I ain't fuckin’ with cap n***as lying
My shooter is as big as Zion Williams
Triggers got n***as feeling giant them pistols flying
Where I'm from n***as dying, cause death is coming
Ultrasound a pregnant woman
You gonna see a itty bitty n***a crying
Cause he don't wanna be out here
Nah all the shit we see out here
Some killers remain nameless
Some Killers became famous
I talk to you n***as later
Stay dangerous
[Chorus: Sly Pyper]
(you know)
Consequences lie behind the yellow tape
Body chalk line on the ground
(you know)
Getaway car in the interstate
No wonder the shooter won't be found
You know how it is
You know how it goes
Somebody dies every time a story is told
Somebody right now is selling his soul
Somebody playing their hand trying not to fold
You don’t hear me though
Once you get the power, streets will make you famous
On lookout for hours [?] at this paper
Dollars, Eifel tower looking skyscrapers
About to be devoured, nobody can save us
Nobody can save us (No,no..)
Nobody can save us
Nobody can save us (Nobody)

[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
Before your eyes your life is flashing
You see the baby you crawling around in diapers laughing
Recurrent your crawls on the ground trying to survive
But gasping for air
It's like your passageways decided tonight your final right of passage
Baby you live the life of madness
Parents fighting habits you shy and embarrassed
Tried of all that shit, start living like a Savage
You selling crack to all your mama friends
Knowing half of the time they bringing that shit back to your mom n’em
You charged into the game
Ain't got no love for nothing under the sun
It's all good in your hood
Your name ringing as much as your gun
Your big chain swinging and gold fronts are stuck to your gums
You disrespect women and bucket they sons
Scum of the slums
Your friends ain't really your friends they just afraid to not be
“You crazy papi” is what they say when you drunk
Cause you get angry cocky
And stupid they used to you behaving sloppy
Thoughts in their head like let me not say shit though this n***a may just pop me
The older folks can't stand you
Your grandma lights a candle every time you walk in her house
She knows your life's in shambles
Them sirens wanna can you, last night you gambled
Lost it all came back pointing a barrel holding a rifle's handle
But this morning you wasn't acting up just had your cup of coffee
Headed back from the corner store with your ratchet tucked
Minivan behind the transit bus
Backing up extra slowly well that's just how you saw it
Happened fast as fuck
Them doors slid open the nozzle aiming
You reach for your Hammer but your arm is aching
They already started flaming
You laying on the pavement as your heart is racing
And the pace gets slower and slower and…
Stay dangerous
[Chorus: Sly Pyper]
(you know)
Consequences lie behind the yellow tape
Body chalk line on the ground
(you know)
Getaway car in the interstate
No wonder the shooter won't be found
You know how it is
You know how it goes
Somebody dies every time a story is told
Somebody right now is selling his soul
Somebody playing their hand trying not to fold
You don’t hear me though
Once you get the power, streets will make you famous
On lookout for hours [?] at this paper
Dollars, Eifel tower looking skyscrapers
About to be devoured, nobody can save us
Nobody can save us (No,no..)
Nobody can save us
Nobody can save us (Nobody)