Story Behind The Song

Made this song for all the haters as a battle track.I took all my built up frustartion and put down into this track.

Song Description

This track is song gangsta shit. But, still pure unlike anyone else.Talks about my music spreadin from coast ta coast.

Lyrics

1st VERSE

Witness da dawn of a new era.Its da undaground assasins rippin it wit a passion.Actions speak louder than words. So when we show up in ya hood be concerned.We'll have ya girls purrin like kittens. Panties get wet soon as we start spittin. Zip ya lips homeboy ya better plead da fifth. We ca get ya air force ones dipped in cement. Leave no evidence no fingerprints. Even if da sherriff show up I wont flinch.I done beat a man within a inch of his life. But, it wadnt his fault he caught me on bad night. Gloves off aint no love loss. Challengin us is like runnin into buzzsaw.Ronzilla hooked da beat up.We goin state ta state branchin out fillin up arenas.

CHORUS

Close ya windows hide ya ho's. Wherever we go ya know we lock N lode.Somebody call da cops. Ya boys from da bay came through ta blow up da spot. Time ta set up shop we goin block ta block. whether you like it or not. Da shits hot. We promote violence. Unless ya want a problem ya better off stayin silent.

2nd VERSE

Cmon pass it man we Spinin donuts in da intersection . Causin traffic jams. It feels like were in quicksand. Clouds a smoke everywhere in da atmosphere.We pollute air. Peanut butter interior wit da wood grain dash. Windows tinted pitch black slidin up da (ave. When I pick) da mic up I snap. Put da westcoast on my back I'll tighten up da slack. Reel ta reel , I'll seal da deal.Where I'm from it's Kill or be killed . So, I'm relentless. You'll get fired like de appentice. Messin wit Cec. Ya might end up at da dentist. Missin some teeth. Get a anastetic N while you at it get a paramedic. We'll take whatever you got on N shred it.If ya got a problem wit us we ca settle it. We'll come ridin through yo neighborhood N level it for da hell of it.

CHORUS

Close ya windows hide ya ho's. Wherever we go ya know we lock N lode.Somebody call da cops. Ya boys from da bay came through ta blow up da spot. Time ta set up shop we goin block ta block. whether you like it or not. Da shits hot. We promote violence. Unless ya want a problem ya better off stayin silent.


3rd VERSE

Clear da way, weere here ta stay. Yall muthafuckas hatin cuz ya fear da bay. Its all jealousy N envy. No smiles we aint friendly,Ya cant offend me. Rack em. I'll have my gunsmokin like a chimney. Its money over bitches were just too stingy.Rollin Wit 10 G's in my pocket. I'll fuck around N have yo ass leakin like a faucet.But,hold up Approach wit caution.Brothas know I be flossin N white boys think Im awesome.Mama told me they'll be days like this. So,I aint hangin all my hopes on no crucifix(Hey).My patterns methodical highly volitile. Papa Tone N Driz sound fuckin pneonimal. Anything goes when it comes ta flows Im like tsunami or a sawed off shotty.

CHORUS

Close ya windows hide ya ho's. Wherever we go ya know we lock N lode.Somebody call da cops. Ya boys from da bay came through ta blow up da spot. Time ta set up shop we goin block ta block. whether you like it or not. Da shits hot. We promote violence. Unless ya want a problem ya better off stayin silent.