Pito Perez - Western lyrics
Layzie: We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like
criminals.
Bizzy: I'm ready for war.
Layzie:
My nigga now, Maje$ty, these niggas is after me, murder redrum,
redrum, redrum. You niggas better expect retaliation, feel the
playa hation, yeah, you the next to get dropped,
glock-glock,Êreal niggas don't stop. ÊPop, pop, put 'em in the
mud, nigga, and your body rott. Top closin' down on your
caskets, wanna make these bastards think we got mercy, puttin'
in work since a nigga thirteen, sendin' niggas like yourself off
in a hearse, see and I won't hesitate to kill ya when I fill ya
with a couple of my slugs, fuckin' with my thugs, and I'm
needin' my love, nigga what? ÊBone niggas fin to do a little
damage, take over the planet with my daily tortures, of course,
I'm thatÊnigga that's takin' no shorts, smokin' on the Newport.
ÊYour ghetto resource, andÊbitch, you wanna dig your own ditch,
and hit you with levels beyond your control. ÊMy mama never
raised no punks or hoes, just realer niggas, comin' up,
snatchin' souls for dough. ÊI know y'all muthafuckas out there
somewhere, ain't nowhere to hide, makin' muthafuckas feel the
vibe for life, in the midst of the twist, I be down to ride,
yeah.
Bizzy: I'm ready for war.
Maje$ty: Ridin' with death.
Layzie: We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like
criminals.
Bizzy:
I'm a relent and infuriated that you hated and the pap pap,
can't fade it, we stay heavily sedated,comin', now back up, I'm
a buck, get shakin', deeply dreamin' about this dream, and my
dad told me he was (?), dropped to the floor, (...?...) woman,
wicked, it was written, ÊI'll be runnin' while turnin' around,
and blastin', better buck 'em, fuck 'em, then came back, them
fools didn't like that I was ready for more. ÊIs that all you
got? ÊHeard the Mack was talkin' this and that about some of my
incidents, said I smoke and snatchin' purses, (you were
vicinity, now told me) bitch clonin' little Eazy's niggas, so
fuck you, you weren't original, mono y mono ain't no subliminal.
ÊHey,when a regime in fatigues be ready to bleed even when they
sleep, then catch me, cops. ÊHe must have seen. ÊThen, gonna
catch your ass next weekend.ÊÊ
Bizzy: I'm ready for war.
Maje$ty: Ridin' with death.
Layzie: We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like criminals.
Maje$ty:
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction. ÊAbduction of
lyrics is the loss of life, love and spirits, cap it to offense,
four generics lost in a prison, lieutenant overseein' the
barracks, checkin' in. ÊMark-ass copycat, incoherence is
crucial, smokin' hay with conflicts that bite shit like
microchips. ÊI watched you ride the rodeo straight to the
bottom, when your fate rottin', bitch, when I spot 'em I'm a
drop 'em.
Layzie:
Surrounded by violence, my nigga, I'm outta this, live of a
lifetime. The shrink wanna get in my head, 'cause I'm amongst
the walkin' dead. ÊAll I really said: Êif you niggas dont fled,
you gonna bleed bloody red, and you shoot the spot and got gone,
fuckin' with the mastermind of all time. Let a nigga know we off
in our prime, and it be that way 'til 1999--criminal minded.
ÊNiggas been blinded, lookin' for a style like Bone, but can't
see me, and just like Mike, everybody wanna be me, study every
move a nigga makin' on T.V. Eazy duz it, do it easy, what it is,
#1 better check the score. ÊHere we go, nigga don't wanna fight
no more, when I'm ready for you hoes, we'll have to show.
ÊÊ
Bizzy:
When the ghetto need me, I'll be waited 'til the scripture pinch
ya, little Ripsta kickin' get critical,and I'm seldom seen in the
Henessey, (...?...) zero, one of my heroes, Jesus, blessed me to
be lethal with automatic, let you have it, you don't want to see
any evil. ÊMuthafucka, I'll take it to the people, then I will
meet you at the funeral. ÊGet 'em up. ÊBizzy Mafioso. ÊNo
witness is the usual, furthermore, murda mo, ready with with
guns, I'll serve you hoes. When they call, niggas hit theÊroad
and when they get killed, I'm a get your soul.
Krayzie:
You thinkin' I'm slippin' when niggas is itchin' to rob me.
ÊYes, they want to give me bloody body--buck, pumpin' a couple
of slugs inside me. ÊBut I'll be damned, we won if it comes to
guns, and a, stackin' them thangs. ÊAll you gets none. ÊStatic's
automatic fun, want some? Come, come, come, execution,
redrum,-rum. ÊSee what you see in my eyes--murder, murder, death
defied, burnt alive, fried, when they die. ÊNo one was able to
find them, 'cause there bodies went up in a fire. ÊFuck they
family, try to creep, but you think I'm asleep, 'cause I'm
pumpin' beats. ÊNigga better believe we keep much heat up under
my seat, yeah. ÊShoot 'em up quick in a minute and within a
minute, you already suckas, IÊbet that you bent it. ÊWe sent it.
ÊI'll attest for the murder. ÊReal shit--we dealt it. ÊYou
thought you was flippin', you got KO'd. Ring a ling a ling, get
that ass up outta there. ÊThe undisputed thugs n harmony, proved
it, kicked a couple a niggas asses, gotta take confrontations,
still blasted, locked in the state penetentary,Êbut dog, that
ain't shit, better make your money baby, and pick up a couple of
guns on the side, so when you ride, and you get high, don't let
haters run up.
