12 O'Clock - Ghetto Syringe lyrics

[Intro: sampled] Chaos struck nation-wide today as four suspects, including the Members of the rap group Wu-Syndicate and another suspect, 12 O'Clock Alledgedly have infiltrated and taken over the industry We'll keep you updated as more news becomes available [Napolean] I pull heist like the Colombo's, mob price, traffic is closed The Heiroglyphics, son, watch the money power When I was 19 wrote the wheel, cherished the poker life 25 man's rack, kidnappin his thug wife Glamorous, en-vi-vivangelist, f** his fanatics Just from Los Angeles, blowin like Alanis Napolean, vision of Malibu golden sands Roll with J in a bubble outlet, you know the clan [Joe Mafia] Schemed out my mind Ghetto syringes tooken with spy ninjas Mafia with swiftness, conductin the sheist business Probably win, minor gotti click, abduction My peeps, extortion flame, the holo-tips corruptin this metropolis It drain slow, over karets, see a vain hoe, maintain, oh Ya flame thrower, UFO, n***as is jakin at hoes Playin the same tunes for Picollo's A shy house, slangin Micollo's Duckin the snot mineral [12 O'Clock] I put the hoe at risk, I make 'em carry my grip In the whip with the extra clips She could stick it up her p**y Don't get scared, I'm real deep They just put up the doofy I think the po's 'bout to poo me And if they do, you better say we goin' to the movie If they ask my name, it be Benetton McClain If sh** gets serious, b**hes soakin in fame Now I change the name 12 O'Clock off into a white cop b**h cursin a lot, stop This sh** is creatin more situations She gon' take it, 5 years probation Sittin at home waitin For me to come home, lacin me up, boot [Myalansky] Yo, chill 12 O'Clock, the feds rushed my man spot Pictures of the proda-blue land down in Suzanne's shop Questionin this cat I knew named Dredd Scott Polly yo cousin stashed half of a man inside his dread snot Just before he made it back to Bedrock He had testified against this cat from up to pushin a Benz drop Trafficin coke back in a bread box, then I heard it wasn't coke sh** was terron, raw eggs, stop Should of clapped his a**, I seen a flash cop Swarmin in the parkin lot, projects hot Tropic is scorchin rock, hrad to try to cop a knot Informer type f*ggots they snitch b**hes, they talk a lot, stab 'em with dick Beady overdosed, clockin syran, too many minerals Pockets stay mad with no ears, this sh** is petifull Cheddar bring the jealousy, burners blaze over some beef Dead in my industry, I can't lie My head is defeat, p**y ain't nothin sweet All my n***as are locked in the beast Who used to run with me, Daddy-O Daddy you home, you livin comfortably Respect due, but never is paid b**h comfort me, h**n, crack Pagin each other, jump on a jack for fee Hundred dollars, sell it, we took Another way to eat, I can't lie sh** that I write is like a legacy ...a legacy