New Jack City

This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it We're highly recommended, listen, this is Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear The Brownsville sluggers, about to attack Bring it back, yo I'm tired of you herbs Gettin' on my nerves Pretendin' to be drug dealers, and killers You fold up, hold up, let me ease the grip So they can jack talkin' 'bout how many keys you flip Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin' This li'l nigga get to poppin', pistol grippin' and cockin' 'Cuz nine times outta ten I'm guaranteed to leave you stragglin' Plus I bag emcees that's babblin' I ain't tryin' to hear ya but I'm about ready to ear ya out Get the gats and clear ya out 'Cuz you's a part time felon, kid killing yellin' Before I send a slug through your melon I'm a basket case, don't make me bash your face You sittin', I'm sittin on chrome like Masta Ace It's live nigga, no jive, hear the guns blast I be wreckin' like the fuckin' Jamaicans at SunSplash It ain't where you from it's where ya at And where you be at times, you don't have your fuckin' gat So chill with your riff raff, your bitch staff Is some new cats, living in New Jack City This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it We're highly recommended, listen, this is Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear The Brownsville sluggers, about to attack Yo what the fuck is the deal, here comes a new generation of rap dudes With fake attitudesthat refuse to play by the rules It's a shame the way they be dissin' the game They fantasize then go to something I would tell lies These fake thugs replace slugs that's have three to nigga Actin' like he want it no one wanna see my niggas Firing Squad still firing, fuckin wit old timers Wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement Stoppin' your traffic, a classic (M O P) Puttin' you bitch ass niggas in caskets you lil bastards Don't know this rap shit, get this My family is ready to lynch, and roll before all you devils and sins Raw breed indeed, we proceed to give you what you need You way out of your motherfucking league It's the, warpath, O.G. staff Ambidextrous and I'll tear your maggot ass in half My family don't give a fuck about you How 'bout I, jump up and smack the shit out you Get at 'em took you down the Firing Squad committee Wit no pity, detonating this New Jack City