tool click Nowhere to run, ambush lurks in the dark Heltah Skeltah smirks while you're gettin' torn apart Here come the Rude Boys with the ganja plants Smif-N-Wesson
When the booms bye close, yo we got to keep it movin' When your shorties act up, aiyo, we got to keep it movin' When the spilly get hot, straight up,
But I & I keep eyes open, for those who lie scopin Me, hopin, we won't survive, whatever We can do this for worse or for better Me and my Partner N Crime
[Intro: Rock] Ah-yea, ah I don't think these peeps know Yo it's finally on for real, duke Brothers better recognize Smif-N-Wessun up in the chain Bucktown
I me no know why A new breed of conquerors is on the rise Step to my Boot Camp and catch black eyes From the Heltah Skeltah, the Gunn da Clappaz Smif-N-Wessun
lickin' shots More untouchable than niggas wit de chicken pox So emcees get lifted when I'm spliffted Nigga guard ya grill 'cause Louisville packs the biscuit In the session, Smif-N-Wessun
bold When under pressure, don't fold to my brother My nigga Rambo, you know we love ya I wish ya was around to see us rip through The underground, Smif-N-Wessun
Love is pain, my momma showed me the way The day she pushed me out her womb and told me nigga get paid Stay focused when them obstacles, get in your way
[Steele] Smif-N-Wessun out of Bucktown startin' mad trouble Play the Hard Rock we break yo' block down ta rubble Perform a construction, like a storm
she say check what we say [Tek] I'm dwellin in the cellar wit my niggas Heltah Skeltah Loadin up the clips wit lyrics punks run for shelter Smif-N-Wessun
[Tek] (Steele) Sittin on the toilet, shittin, puffin the dough Strobe light affect, everything's movin slow Slip into a deep zone, the sound let the phone
pathetic when niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner
THUGS, 'cause [I am, what I am, and I do what I do] Puff mad lye, catch wreck with my crew. Chorus One: 4x Chorus Two: 2x Smif-N-Wessun and we out like
'll burn through ya crew I got a vibe from the session in the back When niggas is shaft on the ground puffin' meth and kickin' raps Smif-N-Wessun comin
I walk around town with the pound strapped down, that's only because it's mad real in Bucktown. It gets mad deep in the streets, when you gotta watch
This is the story of a place that we call home Where the kids pack heat when it's time to roam Everybody's on the scramble, life's a gamble Hoppin' on
