Psycho Realm - Psycho City Blocks lyrics
[Psycho Realm - Psycho City Blocks lyrics]
We came to drop these styles It's no shock
We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop
We come from Psycho Cities and Blocks
We're raised by gunshots, low life in hip hop
Despite the rules
I choose to be one of the chosen few
Leavin' you confused
Dazed and what got you all amazed
How the fuck we could be so blazed?
It takes one block to fill
Your life with terror
Think of all your bullet holes
Embedded in your area
Bullet, bullets and at the end, who gets shot
By mothafuckas making hip hop?
We came here to get you high
Represent underdogs world-wide
On the hustle leading crooked lives
We don't die, we multiply but we divide
So how are we gonna survive?
You got your role
I got mine don't cross paths
Cause an intersection's just another
Form of clash, we crash
Due to violent environments
Crimes terrorize rhyme events
I'm bringing the streets to the stage
Rockin' them both and your front page
LA street families are crumblin', weak legacy
There must be some kind of
Way out of this pain
Said the joker, chain smokin', weed train
Take aim, stop random cappin'
Shoot a hootah captain
We came to drop these styles, it's no shock
We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box
We come from psycho cities and blocks
We're raised by gunshots and
Low life in Hip-Hop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box
Will spirit's dancing in the flesh accept
When somebody changes the music and
The tune is death
We don't dance around bonfires
We get stoned, tripped or wired
In memory of those expired
My people's exodus results in prejudice
You ask us why, in poverty
We become terrorists
Now let me tell you this: we
Don't choose to tote gats
And sellin' on the corner is to avoid tax
If you gun talk or Hip-Hop
There's too much division
So find a new mission or it'll stop
We do our thing, talk slang
Live on fast lanes
Some do it for money, and others for the fame
You're out playin' games
Dangerous with my aim
How long will you maintain
Before you get slain?
Clear in the mind but my soul is mad
Tendency to act real bad
Come across me, don't C-O-M-E out at N-IG-H T
Yeah, we the fuckin' crazy
Youth from the streets freely you see me
Pelón Psyclone deliverin' a metal rainstorm
We came to drop these styles, it's no shock
We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box
We come from psycho cities and blocks
We're raised by gunshots and
Low life in Hip-Hop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box
We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop
We come from Psycho Cities and Blocks
We're raised by gunshots, low life in hip hop
Despite the rules
I choose to be one of the chosen few
Leavin' you confused
Dazed and what got you all amazed
How the fuck we could be so blazed?
It takes one block to fill
Your life with terror
Think of all your bullet holes
Embedded in your area
Bullet, bullets and at the end, who gets shot
By mothafuckas making hip hop?
We came here to get you high
Represent underdogs world-wide
On the hustle leading crooked lives
We don't die, we multiply but we divide
So how are we gonna survive?
You got your role
I got mine don't cross paths
Cause an intersection's just another
Form of clash, we crash
Due to violent environments
Crimes terrorize rhyme events
I'm bringing the streets to the stage
Rockin' them both and your front page
LA street families are crumblin', weak legacy
There must be some kind of
Way out of this pain
Said the joker, chain smokin', weed train
Take aim, stop random cappin'
Shoot a hootah captain
We came to drop these styles, it's no shock
We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box
We come from psycho cities and blocks
We're raised by gunshots and
Low life in Hip-Hop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box
Will spirit's dancing in the flesh accept
When somebody changes the music and
The tune is death
We don't dance around bonfires
We get stoned, tripped or wired
In memory of those expired
My people's exodus results in prejudice
You ask us why, in poverty
We become terrorists
Now let me tell you this: we
Don't choose to tote gats
And sellin' on the corner is to avoid tax
If you gun talk or Hip-Hop
There's too much division
So find a new mission or it'll stop
We do our thing, talk slang
Live on fast lanes
Some do it for money, and others for the fame
You're out playin' games
Dangerous with my aim
How long will you maintain
Before you get slain?
Clear in the mind but my soul is mad
Tendency to act real bad
Come across me, don't C-O-M-E out at N-IG-H T
Yeah, we the fuckin' crazy
Youth from the streets freely you see me
Pelón Psyclone deliverin' a metal rainstorm
We came to drop these styles, it's no shock
We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box
We come from psycho cities and blocks
We're raised by gunshots and
Low life in Hip-Hop
Do you rock or do you get
Locked in fights with Glocks?
The Psycho Realm's spraying out your box