Secret Agent Man

(album: The Lost Files - 2018)

Secret agent man, secret agent man (How you see me when you see me? Drinking on Hennessy and Remy)...

I could've killed 'em when I read the verdict, fuck them laws! They got my brother already they can lick on my balls (Lick my balls bitch) And I ain't playing with these undercover's, that's on my brother
They trying to invade us cause we paper chasing, sneaky mother fuckers
Wanna infiltrate the clique, ain't penetrating shit
Coppers, they can suck a dick, they must not know who they fucking with
Bucking clips with a pistol grip, tommy guns all over Cleveland
Leave 'em bleeding no longer breathing bloody bodies on the scene
Ain't no regards, no respect
I'm that nigga that's gonna protect me, ain't no Po-po that's gonna come check me, put me out of the game, better jade me
My correction cause I'm squeaky clean, they hate it when you hit the block
I'll be glorifing them D Boys and quick to say "Fuck the cops"
Got the block on lock, got the dope spot hot, got them Fed's in them unmarked cars right up the block
My souljahs in positions just incase they wan' raid
Come a little closer I'm a show ya, I'ma let my gun blaze, and I'm a let my gun blaze, I'm a let my gun blaze

Secret agent man, secret agent man (I can't stand no motherfuckin')...

I'm looking for niggas that got the heart to get down, and get with the static, get with the action
Willing to blast the policeman if they have to
Put my nation of souljahs, nigga's that is made up of thugs, out of 50 million niggas, how man can they cuff? I'm getting my niggas all ready for war so when its time to throwdown we gon' make sure we have more than enough ammo to go round
They come from Cleveland to Watts, we peeping the cops
Here we got some killas standing around Miami and Cincinnatti
Just waiting for the word to rush in invade the burbs and let that whole mother fucker burn (Burn) burn (Burn)
Nigga wanna do me inmurder, cold blooded
There'll be no clues on it, they won't know who done it
Nigga we represent the thug shit all over the world (World) from the ghettoes and The Bay to the Brooklyn Burels
They are my niggas screaming "Thug Power" and busting off some mother fucking shots at them undercover cops, at the cops (Try it again, would you repeat that?)

Secret agent man, secret agent man (Now when you're fucking with me make sure you know what your doin')...

(Fake ass niggas) Don't hate on no niggas I came with all my thug niggas
You know we really can't trust these niggas like bitches they after figures
And I can't take no losses no mo' a hot one to your body, get to fucking with my dome
I'm serious and I ain't no hater but niggas better know that I'm furious
We comin though, the kicking the door making it clear for us
And I ain't trusting nobody cause everybody keeps plotting like they dumped off the watching
Express myself through the music trying to stay cool, but I'm a thug true and ain't no tellin at anytime what I might do
It's 2002, we brew
Let family get this money, no time to be fucking with you (You better watch out)

Secret agent man, secret agent man (Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders, look what they did to Tyrone)...

Mister Defensive, relentlesly in the trench, the water feeding my body feeling like grinding ever since
Cash and murder can see me lately off in this
And they better be ready we be coming with Bloods and all the Crips, yeah
Dropping the coat, like bitch niggas be dropping the soap
Copping the Coupe with the Benz
Whatever floats my boat
In the trunk with the throat slit, quicker than a fake-ass rapper still in the house in the pit, out of the window with his kids
Since it's a bitch and a pitchfork for poor, and a plane ride to Cali, cause I heard out the dough
Feeling the war with one force for d's and all
They can find me I'm in the ghetto with the rough, rugged and raw
Metaphor all ya'll, congregation halellujah, feeling this collar on me
Cop killa, Bizzy Yakuza
Lil' Bryan and I'm riding for the cause like Zion
You shouldn't have killed my nigga Loc' soon enough you'll be crying yeah (You son of a bitch)

Secret Agent Man (I can't stand no motherfuckin) Secret Agent Man (Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone) Secret Agent Man (Ain't no way to be safe, nigga its the army brigade) Secret Agent Man (It's from me to you...) Secret Agent Man (Leave me alone, leave me alone) Secret Agent Man (Trying to be a hero) Secret Agent Man
Secret Agent Man (Leave me alone, leave me alone)