Crucial Conflict - Showdown lyrics

[Chorus] n***as laying down on the ground, It's a showdown. Don't you come around trying to clown, It's a showdown. n***as laying down on the ground, It's a showdown. Don't you come around trying to clown, It's a showdown. Listen up all you damned dare varmints It's finna be a showdown. Better flee the scene That's on the real, Better keep that head down. Pick a bigger strap, better come equip And don't trip cause I'm bout to let it loose. Pullin' out a pocket knife Will get you snyped And you know n***as is gonna have to shoot. Could it be that I had the loot In a mood for bustin' chickens n***a thought he had him a sweet vic But he had him a schizophrenic. Better have that itchy for the homicide Ain't no love, I'ma let it ride Now it's gonna be a showdown. On the lowdown, Better stay inside Trippin' cause a n***a gonna die If Billy Joe didn't tell that lie He would still be in the barn. Instead, he got buckshots in his right side. Ms. Hay she cooked as punkin pie. Gettin' high in the f**in' barn The showdown it was all good, And I came home with that smokey gun. [Chorus] Wait a minute, Hold up now, Who want confrontation. Punk a** n***a, you run with a clique, Ha, I ride with a nation. And I'm bustin', Not to mention I'm cappin' every n***a On your deck, so don't sleep To make you stifle. Got a rifle with a scope, You can't cope when the Conflict's on the creep. You came to closed to the style partner Can't f** with the rodeo. Here we go, wild westside, Gitty up, move em out, Head for the hills I'ma let it ride. The trick didn't know about the g**n boogie 'til it fell on the floor wit a a** full of lead. No need for calling out your momma name now Son-of-a-b**h you dead. On your mark, Get ready, Set trip, I'm comin' wit a nine millimeter motherf**er Block bam, My sh** never jam. Like a hoe you fold When I stuck you snipin Off a building Gangbangin' is an everyday thing. Runnin' down on a hoe down, Gotta low down, It's a showdown, n***a bout to go down, Slow down! [Chorus] I'm just a bogus n***a f** that n***a next to me. You get that a** dropped quick Never had no love Now you want to challenge me. f** yo chief We got some beef. When I die, it's gonna be a gang fight I'ma be the n***a that take your life Pop your a** Say nighty-night. Born to do some damage I'll be damned if I let a motherf**er Even think he rough. Blaze that b**h And bust him up. p**y motherf**er I'ma take your stuff. sh** is out of pocket man, But all this sh** is finna change, Cause when I come this time I'ma show you a nine ain't no joke, I'ma k** you some more, And show them fools wild style ain't no hoe. And if I die we all gotta go Bad thing about it, I don't give a f**, Wondering what I'm livin' for Face to face with a n***a that I hate. I'ma meet you on the hell ground, Look you up in your eyes and spray, Smoke you in the showdown. [Chorus] A motherf**er told me it was gonna be a showdown. When I came around I was up for breakin' motherf**ers down. f** it n***as wit it Let's rock the town, Flee on the scene, Now what's up baby. Car full of n***as straight lookin' shady Came to loot Better have what you gone shoot, 'Cause we straight actin' crazy. C-O-N Flict n***a That's what it is when you tote them triggers Gangbangalistic father figure. Daddy to the n***as that think they s**er, Yeah. It's a showdown, Not just my hood, but town from town Making motherf**ers recognize the flavor Coming from Chi-Town. Yee-Haw! Be quick to draw Pick a n***a meat up out with a chainsaw. Make a n***a see what he never saw. Crucial Conflict comin' at you raw For a showdown, We don't play around. Motherf**ers gone die We gone k** 'em up pal. Motherf**ers playing these damn games, k** 'em up in the showdown. [Chorus]