Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand And then complains Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf But still remains Upon the beach where hound dogs
[Intro: Krayzie] Stay on the grind and rise on up, give it all you got [x5] [Verse 1: Krayzie] Shit, we done come up a long way We crept and we came,
they come...Here they come Here they come nigga...Duck down nigga duck down [Dogs barking] [Cop] there they are [Bizzy] Shit..come on nigga come on
the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind Gotta get mine doing my crime, Wid two in here, Steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve down on the Claire
lock the locks, cock the glock Bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real Who's stronger when I put it on ya, on ya, all playa haters goners
The dogs who ran all night The son who hoped it would Break from the warfare in your house To each his own The soldier is bailing out And curled his lips on
that power only lies in the hands of the beholder so then I start the heart-on-my-heart as I walk like a soldier moving so militant, you think I had a chip on
the bomb on me, Drop the bomb on them, I dont want the dog on me, See aint no reason to set the dogs on me, Drop the bomb on em, Please don't drop the
a bomb (Word up) +Strong+ grip on a mic like we +Stretch Arm+ I BEEN shine, you been warned and been torn Get smacked for the B.S. you been on Storm
Now I'm moving on up to George and Weezy's spot I picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west coast, put the shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on
painted like a chicken It is more than ballerina or a whore on the corner She is a lawyer, teacher, mother, soldier And bears our future when she is
the fifth when it comes to the fam I'm like a dog - I never speak, but I understand Where my dogs at? Where my soldiers at war? Where your bars at?