[Hook Big Duke Sick Jacken] Crazy ass Psycho City blocks street ghetto red hot Dangerous slums woods lost hoods burnt spots we live in Killing fields, death fills Concrete jungles rumbles ill Sick projects swinging steel Real towns around you get killed [Verse 1 Big Duke] The players in the scheme unfold and flash guns And fill our thoughts with Fuck everyone Plots will involve action And leave crooks in hiding crime on the run Cops run around and patrol But cant handle the vandal big psyclone C.R.A.S.H. wants me gone So we all fight and die and the crazy area lives on Welcome to wild raid zones Where sirens will pierce your ears like deaf tones Move fast and dont get smoked Cause echoes of a massacre flood the ghetto Stroll the roads downtown Where the residents are masked with sad faced clowns Come grab your straps and get down And drown the streets with murder surround sound [Verse 2 Sick Jacken] In this jail cell we call hell and dwell In well kept project homes built to tilt, whats real We manage to kill any chance with true skill Imprisoned until we give our lives as payment for bail We will feel the sting misery sings about a king Who brings angels with stripped wings Fallen rings turned cliques who click arms in wrong street nam Destroy calm and bring fatal winds that birth harm Create alarm by dawn theyre releasing the bomb And were unaware, numb, entranced like shakes charmed Fatal bond between us and bullets Give us better odds for premature death than Russian roulette And wholl pull it? raw dog analog, mind fog, thoughts clogged Crooked action ration is camouflaged Passion is sabotaged were livings heartless Out there doing dirt the ones who spark this [Hook Big Duke Sick Jacken] Crazy ass Psycho City blocks, street, ghetto, red, hot Dangerous slums woods lost hoods burnt spots we live in Killing fields death fills Concrete jungles rumbles ill Sick projects swinging steel Real towns around you get killed
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