Active Crime Scene
20 armed robbers stormed the banks
The area was turned into a war zone
And gangsters and police exchanged gun fire in the streets
According to eyewitness accounts
Gangsters drove around shooting at the police and other houses
As they fled the scene in a convoy of vehicles
In what seemed like a scene right out of a movie
At least 30 criminals entered the city
In a convoy of luxury vehicles including Audis, Land Rovers and BMWs
Take Heed
Notice the debris
Took down empires
For the free
Grim Reaper in the booth
Look at me
Stare death in the face
So to speak
Use to have "The Predator"
On repeat
We Had to Tear This Mother Fucka Up just to reach
The other side of the tracks
They think we making it up and ignoring the facts
You drugged us over here then told us we can go back
Happened eons ago but we still struggle with that
How you recover from that?
Huh?
Why is it up to me to teach you how to be equally?
Killings are happening far too fucking frequently
This isn't make believe
I need another limb to make another sleeve
Tatted memorials
This how we greave
Lock me up
I'm breaking out like I got a heave
Don't you wanna be a nigga
Huh?
But you ain't fit to be a nigga
Huh?
Uncle Sam Mask
Put the money in the bag
Or get draped with the white sheet
Active Crime Scene
Got a team of young gunners who don't respond to threats well
Played and I coached for the Bullets like Unseld
Impelled to derail and curtail
Got the "Message" from Melle Mel
It's in the details
Leave you on your ass like you asked for it
Hit the fast forward
Seek immunity
What's a passport?
Take a bump bump
Gotta freeze those evil thoughts
Dirty snow hit the slopes
Blondie let me stroke
Bet her daddy have a stroke
If he knew I cut her throat
I'm talking OJays
Back Stabbers
Who can stay a float?
Dab the roach
Let the smoke
me up with some more Hookers
They want hooka
They want liquor
Power pellets be the kicker
For any onlooker
The pressure cooker's a mother fucka
We kill each other
But that's an internal problem
Address the shit in your column before you comment on ours
Talk the talk
Walk the walk
And drive the cars
I know
Don't you wanna be a nigga
Huh?
But you ain't fit to be a nigga
Huh?
Uncle Sam Mask
Put the money in the bag
Or get draped with the white sheet
Active Crime Scene
Yeeee
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya mind right
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya mind right Bitch
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya mind right Bitch
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya
The area was turned into a war zone
And gangsters and police exchanged gun fire in the streets
According to eyewitness accounts
Gangsters drove around shooting at the police and other houses
As they fled the scene in a convoy of vehicles
In what seemed like a scene right out of a movie
At least 30 criminals entered the city
In a convoy of luxury vehicles including Audis, Land Rovers and BMWs
Take Heed
Notice the debris
Took down empires
For the free
Grim Reaper in the booth
Look at me
Stare death in the face
So to speak
Use to have "The Predator"
On repeat
We Had to Tear This Mother Fucka Up just to reach
The other side of the tracks
They think we making it up and ignoring the facts
You drugged us over here then told us we can go back
Happened eons ago but we still struggle with that
How you recover from that?
Huh?
Why is it up to me to teach you how to be equally?
Killings are happening far too fucking frequently
This isn't make believe
I need another limb to make another sleeve
Tatted memorials
This how we greave
Lock me up
I'm breaking out like I got a heave
Don't you wanna be a nigga
Huh?
But you ain't fit to be a nigga
Huh?
Uncle Sam Mask
Put the money in the bag
Or get draped with the white sheet
Active Crime Scene
Got a team of young gunners who don't respond to threats well
Played and I coached for the Bullets like Unseld
Impelled to derail and curtail
Got the "Message" from Melle Mel
It's in the details
Leave you on your ass like you asked for it
Hit the fast forward
Seek immunity
What's a passport?
Take a bump bump
Gotta freeze those evil thoughts
Dirty snow hit the slopes
Blondie let me stroke
Bet her daddy have a stroke
If he knew I cut her throat
I'm talking OJays
Back Stabbers
Who can stay a float?
Dab the roach
Let the smoke
me up with some more Hookers
They want hooka
They want liquor
Power pellets be the kicker
For any onlooker
The pressure cooker's a mother fucka
We kill each other
But that's an internal problem
Address the shit in your column before you comment on ours
Talk the talk
Walk the walk
And drive the cars
I know
Don't you wanna be a nigga
Huh?
But you ain't fit to be a nigga
Huh?
Uncle Sam Mask
Put the money in the bag
Or get draped with the white sheet
Active Crime Scene
Yeeee
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya mind right
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya mind right Bitch
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya mind right Bitch
I ain't playing round with ya
Get ya
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Writer(s): Edd Caldwell Jr.
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