{*bleeding over from last song: "jagged like a SkillSaw saw blade.."*}



Our time is nowwwwww ("Oh yeah!")

.. ("Oh yeah!")

We live in Long Beach baby..

Death Valley, Cali baby.. ("Oh yeah!")

Our time is nowwwwww..

Our time is NOWWWWWW ("Oh yeah!")



We live in Long Beach baby

[RBX] Anybody killa? MASS MURDER

Death Valley, Cali baby

[RBX] Anybody killa? MASS MURDER



[Verse One: RBX]

My tactics extract morbid thoughts from the mental

Custom designed for the instrumental

Yes indeed-d-dy, lyrical graffiti

and this one's a burner, baby

Truck like Toyota

Driven, to a livin, drivin, with the gat

Uhh! Pop the clutch and let the cold crush rush

Then I flush wack material

That's if I don't mash the marks to mush

Now hush, let me brush, damn I gush

Cock, d-d-diesel cuts

Lyrical arsenal equivalent to arsenic

Now shut up punks, I want Silence from you Lambs

then I slams you with Cape Fear

I dump hardrocks like dump trucks that I deliver

death right to your doorsteps

Loc' up yoke get broke up like the chronic







Twisted, rolled up, and SMOKED



[Chorus]

We live in Long Beach baby

[RBX] Anybody killa? MASS MURDER

Death Valley, Cali baby

[RBX] Anybody killa? MASS MURDER



[Verse Two: RBX]

I fly off in your party like stealth bomber, troop

Eject before the wreck, crash boom bash!

Can you say, US Air, flight 427

Am I a quitter, nigga?

No survivors, not none, not one

Only thing livin is the maggots and the flies

Then I cause casualties, casually, annually

The manual be I flip scripts to A-U-T-O-matic

Think about the words of those who want static

Leave 'em lyin limp in clean free sheets

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