Hook:

There's no escape from the ones who harassin'

The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin'

Now I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'

But season after season they recycle assassins now



Montageone:

He's too advanced for his own good

He didn't get a second chance to see the glock pointed at his hood

Makin' his way through the rain he's caught in the game

He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain

Nothin's changed in a city flask

Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants and low hats, forever

Until the job is done and no one's left

My man Jeff told me with his very last breath

To watch moms

But they got her with the car bomb

Pop tried to save her second blast got his arm

Niggas play for keeps like casino

Baby's has got fathers just got back from doin' Chino

With nothin' to lose loose screws in the attic

The only skill a nigga knows is how to strip an automatic

And stash the barrel stab a nigga something terrible

Death resume 20 kill in incredible time

No guilt and shame

On the mind stuck a nigga for lookin' didn't know he was blind

So I find

Mankind is a serious threat

To another others kind when there's something to get

In a vet gonna fast jet to the spot to see what they got

Nobody saw shit cause it's not

Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets

Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets

And it's deep how blood drys as a mother crys

Open eyes gettin' landed on by flys

There's no disgues for the ones who harassin'

The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now



Hook



Xzibit:

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