Screwball - The Heat is On lyrics
(prodigy and kl talking)
(p) "yoyo dunwhattup baby? "
(kl) "whats the deal son? "
(p) "ain't shit manwe was just talkin' about that shit last night
That shit is crazy right? "
(kl) "for real sonshorty was like sixteen"
(p) "police come skiddin' up on the sidewalk and shitwhat the fuck is
Wrong with niggas man? "
(kl) "you seen them niggas dun? them niggas crazy"
(p) "shit is hot thoughthey need to chill the fuck out with that man"
(kl "wordit's aight though sonwe survivers in this game"
Screwball with the mobb...times is hard on everybody boulevard.....
Verse 1: (poet)
Thats my wordI'm mothafuckin' stressed
It seems like life's tryin' to put me through a test
'cause every fuckin' day it's just gettin' worse
Whats worse? might go outdie hard and end up in a hearse
But no time to think about the consequences
The years in jailfuck the death sentence
All I know is that I need mad cash in a flash
Before I gotta kill somebody ass
Might as well be in jail or dead
'cause if you ain't gettin' paid then you ain't gettin' ahead (thats
Word)
Sittin' in my room with the lights out thinkin'
I'm alivebut I ain't livin'I'm leakin'
I made my bed and i'm'a lay in it
But I ain't gonna stay in it
I might start sprayin' shit
I should've stayed in schoolbut thats a dead issue
Fuck a g.e.d.thats like toilet tissue
All my friends are hoodlums and hustlers
Runnin' with a bunch of stupid crazy mothafuckas
Niggas fuckin' their money upniggas gettin' knocked
And jealous mothafuckasthey want the whole block
Though I could start flippin' gettin' on a missionbut I need much
Moreno time for bullshittin'
Niggas listen....
Chorus (godfather don)
The h-e-a-t makes me crazy
I wanna bust somethin'figurestouch somethin'
The heat is ongot a niggas blood rushin'
I wanna touch somethin'niggas bust somethin'
Repeat
Verse 2: (prodigy)
Yoall I know is gunsall I do is slug
I'd rather plug you with the heater than to have you front
My life revolves around the snub fourth
Stay gettin' those outside of newyork
Bullets from the cornerstoreI'm bringin' home a arsen
Interstate 95 north to the jackie robinson
Watch out for d's in caprices in tauruses
Security guards mistaken as copsmad nervous
Back at home sell a few burners
Keep a miz and a seven mil for my personal
Walk with benevolenceholdin' twin fifths
380's in the whipa mini-eagle for my chick
That nigga p is sickI need a silencer connectsee me
Niggas be lyin'tellin' storiestell it walkin'
My niggas is into drugs and extortion
Knotty head for them niggas on the nightshift pumpin'
The heat is on nigga.....
Chorus 6x
