[Produced by Fredro Starr]
[Intro: Sticky Fingaz]
South suicide Queens, all n***as
Gather up all your arms
And get ready for this New World Order
sh** is about to change motherf**er
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
I'm America's nightmare, young, black and just don't give a f**
I just wanna get high & live it up
So f** a 9 to 5 and whitey tryin to slave us, with minimum wages
Slamming my n***as up in cages
Changin their behavior to spitting razors, that's outrageous
Smoking roaches is hopeless, we want lazy sofas and sculptures
Lady chauffeurs who f** us, full house and royal flushes
Roll with the rush, it's that Afficial Nast
Got b**hes with pistols and cash, we living in the last
My theory is "f** it", s**y n***as get abducted
My corrupted is conducted, through ghettos, sipping Amaretto
Hand on the metal, foot on the pedal, never settle
He wore Carolina Herrera, dirty Donna Karan sweaters
Ralph Lauren leathers and suedes
Gold plated guns and grenades
To blow up; I got news from the informers
I'm trapped in corners, busting shots at Time-Warner's
[Verse 2: Sonee Seeza]
My man big Ty, he know how to get by, get high, do a jix, then be fixed to be fly
Some mid, cross and up and downtown action
And when he stick he keep a grip and move with traction
Keep mad alibis, a plan to stay wise and wide eyed
Living in the state of south side
Crooked jakes and fakes snake n***as all out for papes
All who wanna over take you leave them with drapes
The white sheet covers, this heat smothers
The street, eat brothers
Six shots rang, duke got banged
We all ready for these wars
We all want more, these the last days get yours
[Bridge 1: Fredro Starr]
32 shots inserted in Glocks, you heard it for blocks
The murderer who gots convertible drops
Livin life on the edge, a dangerous way of living
Never giving a sh**
Cause we living in it
Cause it be off the hook
Crooks, crack
Cheeba spots, and selling rocks
The cops around the clock
It's hot
Livin life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin
Never giving a sh**
Cause we living in it
[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
Thinkin about takin my own life, I might as well, ‘cept they might sell weed in hell
And that's where I'm goin cause the devil's inside of me
He make me rob from my own nationality
That's kind of ignorant, but yo I gotta pay the rent
So yeah, I'll stick a n***a most definite
A degenerate if I get caught I'm innocent
Cause I don't leave no sticky finga prints
For the cops, they only good if they dead, and all that badge and the gun sh** be goin' to their head
To make bread I gotta steal for sport
So I stole the show and made some pennies for my thoughts
And if this f**ing rap sh** don't pay
I'ma start selling d** around my way
k**ing my own people in the USG
sh** they gonna get it from somebody, I'd rather it be me
Besides...you can't tax dirty money
And you can't trust nobody (nobody)
No one (no one), I'm a scorpion
And I'll probably bite the bullet cause I live by the gun
[Bridge 2: Fredro Starr]
Big heavy hitters, 25 to life bidders who just came out and pullin flame out
Take aim
Blow your brains out
It's life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin
Never giving a sh**
Cause we living in it
In South suicide Queens where n***as act up
n***a back up
Afficial Nast-throw your f**ing gats up
It's life on the edge, a dangerous way of livin
Never giving a sh**
Cause we living in it
We never giving a sh**
Cause we living in it
Afficial Nast motherf**ers dont give a sh**
Word up