[Lyrics originally transcripted by Jimmy Dyna & etze] [Verse 1: Angelo Campanioni] Let's take a trip to the far side In black shoes, troops to group on the stomp In the uncivilized island of New York Where the criminals run the project development to drug spots I be sleeping through the screams and rapid fire shots My block consists of multiple juvenile offenders and their crews I'm telling you Even precincts get dibbs on these kids making pigs peep this Operation Safe Home ain't sh** Giuliani got these perpetrating housing cops on their dicks Now ain't this a b**h? My main man ?? got a warrant and his end's making grands up outside the tenement Damn Sam, I couldn't understand what the black women and the black men scam The diagnostic, agonistic mystic stays spliffing When I kick the urban gift of gab Baby mothers and their baby dads Spending long-a**ed days and night-time on the a-venue Of Frederick Douglas through to Malcolm X Pa** 155th to the 25th Meanwhile to get the buckwild, don't give a f** Step to uptown and get stuck, n***a what? [Chorus] Living in the city that's full of debris Trynna maintain Struggling through rough terrain (ruffturrain) But i move on As the world transforms stay strong It's the norm [gnome?] it's the riders on the storm.. [Verse 2: Barron Ricks] Harlem's militant citizens Since the civiler? even civilians have appeared with weapons Automatic guns and shards, spears? Each ??? carry switchblades for jaws of jealous broads Who ??wear????? name earrings and chains But things ain't changed a bit Pataki throwing parties won't restore the economic deficit What about my n***a Rich? Up here there's prisoners who lost careers cause crooked police officers didn't get a share Oh yeah, you're on court camera severely beaten In the sitbox standing and acting ill-mannered Seem broken down ??? from premature case delay My (Mind?) maze will leave you based? Pipes and ashtrays roam [former?] lab base Fiending for crumbs probably ? properly? Finding resonant crack vials Now let your satellite dish drift The born live to perish Whether it's to get promoted or demerit everybody exits I still proceed to support my family Peace to all my homies locked Three hot, two napping rotten co*ks [Chorus] Living in the city that's full of debris Trynna maintain Struggling through rough terrain (ruffturrain) But i move on As the world transforms stay strong It's the norm [?] it's the riders of the storm... [Verse 3: Angelo Campanioni] Don't give a brother any reason to co*k back Them enemy react hard way Tooting? hard, straying from the figures Acting like a b**h? within So they begin a sympathy? worse than your crew And if they're going to hell they're gonna take your black a** too b**hes be scheming on these n***as like Venus That's why i exercise (pan?)oramic...eyes, no lie In-inflicting terror in your area Urinating while you moan [?] by the elevator, waiting You see that the ??? perpetrating are your next-door neighbours Please be on your best behaviour When you're coming through my projects after night For the cargo's thicker this year? [for the car go ….. sh**?] So beware Of the diabolical wolf [rough?] crew, what?