Above the Law, MC Ren - Killaz in the Park lyrics

"Okay, what we have here?"

"We have a 187 black male, victim
At approximately 18 years of age
Gun shot wounded to the head looks like
He is been dead approximately 2 hours"

"Uha"

"When we received a phone call
Quite some time ago but, you know how
It is when people have to come
Down here into the Park now
Don't nobody wanna come down here"

"yeah, were any witnesses stepped forward?"

"Shit! Witnesses down in this
Mothafucker?! Who the fuck
Is going to come forward down here?!"

"Okay, well
Let's get this area tapped off let's
Move these fucking people back outta the way
Behind the tape let's get those cars
Outta here and get that
Car down here and pick up
This mothafuckin' dead body"

"I want all you mothafuckers get the move
From this shit! Everybody get back
Everybody get back! Ay
You, you, you, yeah, take the, yeah, take the
Tape over there, would you please, okay man
There's always a killing in the park"

It's all like everyday, if you on some date
Or if you want some gun fight
Straight killers in the park
Straight killers in the park
If it ain't that the right time of the day
I think you better walk around out my way
Straight killers in the park
Straight killers in the park

Watch out young bro', now watch me get gain
Wait let me tell you about this little spot
Where we check by the black Ray
Yeah, it's servin
Straight claimin' killers in the park
Put some out for my dead homies and
My niggas stuck to the rock
If you look up in the ride you'll see
Regals, colorists, foes
Trays and a big fat black duly
Like posted 100 spokes for my folks
And a case of Hennessy
A couple of pounds of this stinky tree
A few rats with mobile phones
To keep calling us y'all
To let us know when it's on
Even rollin' chick inside worse
And worst got beef
Dwellin, while we still drug sellin'
But, you don't hear that shit
From me oh baby please
What y'all know about killers in the park?
That's the drum sound 40
Felons holdin' ground
And I aid acrossed you by the little BG's
Cause y'all couldn't see this
They will known the enemies, straight provin'
They help us with that chicken movin'
Nine times outta ten we tell them meet us at
The park after the dark
To see where your nuts at
20 niggas with straps, 20
More with they backs, fully automatic
My people is totin' Semi, smellin
Lightin' a gang weed
Leavin' niggas start to fear us in the park

Niggas in the Park

Nigga who in the fuck you
Think you're talkin' to?
Nigga you won't remember shit
When you come through, out your coma
It's Compton and Pomona
Killers in the park, from Cali' to Arizona
You can't walk through the park
Niggas crazy after the dark
Keep your hand on your gun
Or nigga you'll be on the run
Niggas camouflaged in the night
Packin' Desert Eagles and 22's
Nigga fuck a fight and fuck them police
That be thinkin' they slick
With they headlights on, tryin' to creep
They can suck a fat dick
Take your pig in the Pimp Clinic
Stay your ass out the park cause these
Crazy niggas be off in it
But, I see you niggas there sellin' yay
Hittin' switches with your bitches
Every mothafuckin' day
So beware of the killers in the park
And get your ass on before it gets dark, ugh
Niggas

We got to watch our back for the po-po's
Creepin' up out Suburb-os
Comin' on up the creep for
Your works and your heap
Deepest seekin' can get i gives the
Fuck about the One Time
They just another player hater
Tryin' to take mine
Yo, we're regulatin' to buck
Them dawn to dusk so if the one time comes
Stash your gauge they'll shut the fuck up
Cause they be comin'
With that Black-Killing-Black
You better watch your back because
The streets full of that
Thinkin' to myself, yeah
I'mma dumb mothafucker
Got me y'all looks a failure
Tryin' to act like ain't doin' nothin'
But 'til the minute I slipped
Yo, they'll be all up in my
Momma house trippin' and shit
It's like my homie used to say:
If it gets that deep
You got to put the mothafuckers to sleep
And make the park much more unsafer
Cause dumb shit
Comin' between me and my paper
Who that be in the park gettin' rolled up?
It be that nigga Short Stopper sellin' cut up
Yo, he ain't the homie, so we gained cheque
It ain't personal, nigga, it's respect
Yo, if I ain't bout the swings
I'm on the basketball court
I'm in the T-shirt
Chuck T's and cut off Khaki shorts
Junkies come and call me lil' boo ya
I'm goin' to see now
I'mma screamin' New child
Yeah, beaper goin' off like the mug man
It's 9-1-1 man
Stash the dough, they bout to roll man
I just served then I ain't this trick
Uhh, now we're gettin' restore quick
I turned around and said
Fool you's the snitch
I shot him and that junky-Ass-Bitch
I'm a killer from the park