Prime Suspects, Mystikal - Liquidation of the Ghetto lyrics
[Prime Suspects, Mystikal - Liquidation of the Ghetto lyrics]
Damn, these hard times be more vicious
Makin me feel like the
Liquidation of the ghetto
It's hot around my way
Lookin for a better day
Good and bad
Right and wrong lurking the land
You choose your fate gracefully
Save your soul if you can
Life is shorter everyday my nigga
Make the right moves
Choose your hustle spots wisely police
Give you the blues
Lock you up put a strike by
Your name you on paper
See the white boy be on
Every money and your paper
Put the weed down now
Cause we face incarceration
Stipulations of probation strike two
Is what you're facin in the mandatory joes
Now you ain't gon bounce
Short timin round them lifers hopin
That you touch down
If I see the free world again, I'm a ball
Put my back up on the wall
Hopin blessins from the lord
3rd strike twenty to life
Nigga I choose death
Leave a coppers scar wet I
Ain't aimin for the chest
44 chrome to the dome, uzi man did it
Once again Prime Suspect guilty
Til proven innocent
I'm sweatin cause it's hot and humid outside
The spot where we lay it down
I amplify the city streets
And terrorize the underground
Nigga respect gangsta and run in
The streets they walk on
FBI might finish listenin to the
Car phone I talk on
Waitin on me, wantin me to mess up
Put my hands in some dirt
But, I'm a legitimate businessman
I sell light green t-shirts
Go on officer leave me alone
I ain't be got no weapon
I don't even know what you talkin bout
I be makin records
Hit's size I'm too busy for
This bull and kicks
Was it tinted when you pulled this six
Over to the side of the road
Got my hand on my heater cause
I'm tired of you hoes
Let the dog sniff my vehicle and my clothes
But, I bet I make it home
Cause you gotta let me go
I'm too cold for an iron box
I need city lights, the projects
And the boondocks
I'm lookin for that wall
So I can put my back up against it
Cause it ain't no love from
The beginnin to the endin
They got me pledgin the flag that
Wanna see me doin 10 in
See it's vicious out chea on
These 3rd world streets
Them people tryin to stop the hustle
But yet they survivor just like me
Makin liquidate runnin in them hater streets
So I tell my brother get the
Cake for me if need be
Look let me run into ya'll
Cause the pilots burnin over
I've been doin the same thing since lil
But now I'm called a soldier
And I'm older and watch fake
Soldiers transform cause they own
See them same soldiers upstate and
They ain't bout no home
Why it's already a livin hell
For the average thick soldiers
Survival of the fittest watch yourself
Is what poppa always told me
Why we already misled, bustin hot metals
I just need to step back and take a look
Cause they liquidatin the ghetto
Makin me feel like the
Liquidation of the ghetto
It's hot around my way
Lookin for a better day
Good and bad
Right and wrong lurking the land
You choose your fate gracefully
Save your soul if you can
Life is shorter everyday my nigga
Make the right moves
Choose your hustle spots wisely police
Give you the blues
Lock you up put a strike by
Your name you on paper
See the white boy be on
Every money and your paper
Put the weed down now
Cause we face incarceration
Stipulations of probation strike two
Is what you're facin in the mandatory joes
Now you ain't gon bounce
Short timin round them lifers hopin
That you touch down
If I see the free world again, I'm a ball
Put my back up on the wall
Hopin blessins from the lord
3rd strike twenty to life
Nigga I choose death
Leave a coppers scar wet I
Ain't aimin for the chest
44 chrome to the dome, uzi man did it
Once again Prime Suspect guilty
Til proven innocent
I'm sweatin cause it's hot and humid outside
The spot where we lay it down
I amplify the city streets
And terrorize the underground
Nigga respect gangsta and run in
The streets they walk on
FBI might finish listenin to the
Car phone I talk on
Waitin on me, wantin me to mess up
Put my hands in some dirt
But, I'm a legitimate businessman
I sell light green t-shirts
Go on officer leave me alone
I ain't be got no weapon
I don't even know what you talkin bout
I be makin records
Hit's size I'm too busy for
This bull and kicks
Was it tinted when you pulled this six
Over to the side of the road
Got my hand on my heater cause
I'm tired of you hoes
Let the dog sniff my vehicle and my clothes
But, I bet I make it home
Cause you gotta let me go
I'm too cold for an iron box
I need city lights, the projects
And the boondocks
I'm lookin for that wall
So I can put my back up against it
Cause it ain't no love from
The beginnin to the endin
They got me pledgin the flag that
Wanna see me doin 10 in
See it's vicious out chea on
These 3rd world streets
Them people tryin to stop the hustle
But yet they survivor just like me
Makin liquidate runnin in them hater streets
So I tell my brother get the
Cake for me if need be
Look let me run into ya'll
Cause the pilots burnin over
I've been doin the same thing since lil
But now I'm called a soldier
And I'm older and watch fake
Soldiers transform cause they own
See them same soldiers upstate and
They ain't bout no home
Why it's already a livin hell
For the average thick soldiers
Survival of the fittest watch yourself
Is what poppa always told me
Why we already misled, bustin hot metals
I just need to step back and take a look
Cause they liquidatin the ghetto