[Hook:]
  There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
  The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin'
  Now I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
  But season after season they recycle assassins now
    [Montageone:]
  He's too advanced for his own good
  He didn't get a second chance to see the glock pointed at his hood
  Makin' his way through the rain he's caught in the game
  He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain
  Nothin's changed in a city flask
  Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants and low hats, forever
  Until the job is done and no one's left
  My man Jeff told me with his very last breath
  To watch moms
  But they got her with the car bomb
  Pop tried to save her second blast got his arm
  Niggas play for keeps like casino
  Baby's has got fathers just got back from doin' Chino
  With nothin' to lose loose screws in the attic
  The only skill a nigga knows is how to strip an automatic
  And stash the barrel stab a nigga something terrible
  Death resume 20 kill in incredible time
  No guilt and shame
  On the mind stuck a nigga for lookin' didn't know he was blind
  So I find
  Mankind is a serious threat
  To another others kind when there's something to get
  In a vet gonna fast jet to the spot to see what they got
  Nobody saw shit cause it's not
  Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
  Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
  And it's deep how blood drys as a mother crys
  Open eyes gettin' landed on by flys
  There's no disgues for the ones who harassin'
  The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
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    [Xzibit:]
  I came from a family of one girl and three boys
  Fuck playin' with toys our fun was on the block
  Watchin' all the cats negotate the neighborhood stock
  My job was to come runnin' whenever cops was comin'
  My older brother I figure was the ring leader
  Whenever these cats move they all bring heaters
  All black and nickel plated (c'mon)
  Soon became fasinated bitches cars and kicks
  And look at how fast they made it
  My younger brother gave less than a fuck he was content
  With G.I. Joe and Tonka trucks
  But I want butts, livin' first class delux
  15 years old soldier ready to serve these clucks
  My older brother was touched
  It's a game where you don't play gotta have cane
  Crack house for my birthday
  The next day my brother shot in cold blood by the police
  In a rage he lived but he payed the price
  Caught with keys 25 to life
  Takin' in by the crew time to standed on my own two (c'mon nigga)
  But as I marinated thinkin' about the hood
  I really can't remember my body doin' good
  For long big decisions somebody got to make 'em
  Undercover recognize the face now can't shake a
  Phone tap (what) and now I'm in the belly of the beast
  Use to sittin' in leather sheets now I'm sittin' awaitin' release
  Visitors day, my younger brother came down
  Put the toys down excited about the first round
  He bust I was crushed to finally see
  The solution to the problem could of started with me
  It's on now
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