Millenium: Street Wars

Published by The Infinite Loop, ASCAP
written and arranged by Millenium
From the lp Kaos Theory
© 1998 House of Abdul
 

Verse1:

I can't believe this shit they stuck us for half a brick
They gotta grip plus unloaded a clip in my man hip
Balled out in the tan whip diplomat plates
So i'm figuring they foreigners and not from the states
Time for payback fuck the layback we on a mission
To knock them niggas out the box and play em out position
So y'all niggas listen to how this gon play out
All out guns we spray out leaving them no way out
They don't know payback's a bicth and they bout to fuck her
These playas bout to get burnt like sexing with no rubber
I'll play the undercover Donnie Brasco routine
While I infultrate the enemy y'all gather a team
Of hookers assasins politicians and thugs
I'll require some flyer fashion and two clips of gold slugs
It's the baby Frank White you damn right this cats immortal
With the hicthcock manual or the semi auto
Machine guns for the weed funds we got's to bleed son's
In any seasons for any reasons we needs none
Meet up with your fleet and let them know bullshit we don't play that
By any means necessary payback.

Chorus:x2

Time for payback touch me and i'll touch you back

If you try to fuck me over i'm gon fuck you back
Playa payback's a bicth and we fighting street wars
If you take one of mines I got's to take ten of yours.

Verse2:

In the sport montero with my techs close to my waist

Poker faced steady lamping like a shorty on base
Iced out like the Farroh mysterious like the tarot
John wu could'nt direct this broken arrow
I'm aiming in one direction forget the stray ones
Cause when I spray guns step back and wacth me lay sons
Call up hector my padre alius don ray
It's bomb day I'm ready to die like kamakazi
Ran up in the spot security feeling they assed out
I let off about 20 slugs before they passed out
But not before I mapped out the vicinity
Seemed like infinity popped in a clip cause my gats out
The cat's out my spot's blown and the plot's known
So i'll give myself about ten to get this shit sown
It's obvious where the stash at the door I smashed that
My half a brick plus another one you know I grabbed that
Now that I have that five minutes left I hear a breath
About two doors down the hallway I glanced to my left
Next thing I see a tech with the infrared scope
And holding it is that diplomat who snatched up my coke
But before he spoke the reflection off of my chain
From his scope put the red dot on his jugular vein
He should've known anything he broke that I would fix
12 in his throat rest in hell payback's a bitch.

Chorus:x2