Sutherland - Assault In Precinct 16 lyrics
[Sutherland - Assault In Precinct 16 lyrics]
It's just another day in the precinct
Assault on sixteen's with weaponry
To peel wigs - & we don't feel shit
Verbal homicide to side with the realest
N' the future foresees the
Green with enemies depleted
We on that bar flex it's time to bench-press
It's right I end stress with
All of this aggressiveness
I got a sickness inside
It's called selfishness
The 'wouldn't piss on a burning
Bitches body' mindset I'm in
I better take my vitamins & say my prayers
Cos a lack of righteousness has
Got me mentally impaired
Tell God I'll meet him there
When I'm stiff dead
To judge'is for the sins I've
Prepared that make my bed
But, I'll never rest in this flesh
Maybe life's just a test
N' if so I think I've failed every end
Lived on the ends with no ends
N' my will & testament'll
Be left to Nephews n' Nieces n' not 'friends'
Never grew up to drugs I grew down to do some
So who, son
Could fuck with Sutherland in the long run?
Better run when Sutherland come
Cos I'm locked in solitary confinement
The assault on
Precinct 16, trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
So judge is how you will
I'ma write to these beats
I'm on precinct 16
Trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
Write to beats till death rows under my feet
A yo I'm locked inside corruption
The blood-lusted system of Britain
Malfunctioned amongst us
So I'm fucked with pain that I'm suffering
Of wanting combustions n'
Eruptions of governments
I lived as a gluten for the punishment
I publicly publish it
In hopes of getting nourishment
My cerebrum's recovering
Institutionalised on these streets
Cross-faded as the time frame
Creeps behind steel
Beg & plead for every meal, served slops
In the rotten apple of the Northern Brit crop
Wishing hard time'd stop so
I write this Hip-Hop
That click, click, click
Pops I write these gunshots
I've writ my heart-off n'
It's not done half-arsed
Behind bars like Gotti's squad with my teapot
To detox off hardships that we sunk-off
Still locked solitary confinement
In assault of
Precinct 16, trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
So judge is how you will
I'ma write to these beats
I'm on precinct 16
Trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
Write to beats till death rows under my feet
Assault on sixteen's with weaponry
To peel wigs - & we don't feel shit
Verbal homicide to side with the realest
N' the future foresees the
Green with enemies depleted
We on that bar flex it's time to bench-press
It's right I end stress with
All of this aggressiveness
I got a sickness inside
It's called selfishness
The 'wouldn't piss on a burning
Bitches body' mindset I'm in
I better take my vitamins & say my prayers
Cos a lack of righteousness has
Got me mentally impaired
Tell God I'll meet him there
When I'm stiff dead
To judge'is for the sins I've
Prepared that make my bed
But, I'll never rest in this flesh
Maybe life's just a test
N' if so I think I've failed every end
Lived on the ends with no ends
N' my will & testament'll
Be left to Nephews n' Nieces n' not 'friends'
Never grew up to drugs I grew down to do some
So who, son
Could fuck with Sutherland in the long run?
Better run when Sutherland come
Cos I'm locked in solitary confinement
The assault on
Precinct 16, trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
So judge is how you will
I'ma write to these beats
I'm on precinct 16
Trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
Write to beats till death rows under my feet
A yo I'm locked inside corruption
The blood-lusted system of Britain
Malfunctioned amongst us
So I'm fucked with pain that I'm suffering
Of wanting combustions n'
Eruptions of governments
I lived as a gluten for the punishment
I publicly publish it
In hopes of getting nourishment
My cerebrum's recovering
Institutionalised on these streets
Cross-faded as the time frame
Creeps behind steel
Beg & plead for every meal, served slops
In the rotten apple of the Northern Brit crop
Wishing hard time'd stop so
I write this Hip-Hop
That click, click, click
Pops I write these gunshots
I've writ my heart-off n'
It's not done half-arsed
Behind bars like Gotti's squad with my teapot
To detox off hardships that we sunk-off
Still locked solitary confinement
In assault of
Precinct 16, trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
So judge is how you will
I'ma write to these beats
I'm on precinct 16
Trapped behind bars still
Spitting these sixteen's
Trying to live my dreams but I see concrete
Write to beats till death rows under my feet