Let The Law End
(专辑: The Art Of War - 1997)
[Krayzie] Fuck 'em, let the
law end 'Cause we simply get the
raw end Coffins open, dump 'em all in Nine millimeters, three-eighty's You're feeling me kill 'em, 'cause I
go with plenty artillery Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis Let us begin with bullets Can't none of ya break off a
niggas from prison And let 'em come with us retaliation We come and blast 'em with leather masks on Let loose [Wish] You need beware when your rolling down the
Clair These niggas is killas, try to feel us Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland We steadily creeping on ya And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep Ho-check, you don't wanna fuck with Bone Let loose [Layzie] Nigga, bulletproof, if a
muthafucka pull it Then he better shoot Nigga never no 9-1-1 to your rescue Never repsect you, blowing your chest through Labelled as a
menace, but I'm feeling it again And I'm in it to the
finish, better check my manuscript Killa, for realer, drugdealer, little nigga, cap peeler Bailing through the
Land equipped When I
grips the
grip, pump, shot it, shot it Jump off in my hottie Nigga lodi dodi, rolling through your party Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah [Bizzy] When I
storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge War anytime I
roll Come with the
war, then you're gonna get yours Expect the
four nigga ring yo doors And don't you diminish Til I
finish you with it or you would missed it On the
hit list, couldn't resist it Nigga, you risk it, here to stick with it To the
po-po, you know; Who don't roll in a
sixty-fo' Impala go Lurk, better searching all the
doors Running through crouds 'til I
get to Mexico Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the
story of a
warrior with talent Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of (story of story of) [Krayzie] Killing for my niggas steady got up in the
pen Depend on me, let 'em leave Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the
game But I
love the
way the
thugstas stay And when our niggas really get to popping at the
cops You'll be looking at a
hell of a
war Muthafucka done rocked the
boat And we nigga fin to even the
score Nigga drank to much, took to much No surrender, no you're never gonna catch me Never gonna catch me, catch me I'll keep running, I'll keep running for my life And ducking bullets while you're trying to ruin me 'Quicker the
copper The
quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya We shot ya We shot ya Hey, my niggas boxed ya [Flesh] My nigga, we all in together in position for the
mauling Pac got his got headlight ahead of me Keep me raw, and fuck it, let the
law end Open the
coffin, top locked, let the
body fall in Quit dogging all the
juice, running loose for my crew Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a
bite of the
forbidden fruit And never seen us shoot If I
could be the
187 on you Flesh-N-Bone got the
chrome, and it's on For the
next that get wrong Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect Then sleep with the
rest Don't even expect, 'cause you ain't going home Who's next? Bring it on, whoever wanna flex Think it no thang for me get with you All up in your shit, quick when I
split up your wig Your brain gon' hang [Krayzie] Fuck 'em, let the
law end 'Cause we simply get the
raw end Coffins open, dump 'em all in [Repeat to end]