me I'd have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over me To do war, and try to bring my crew back down I
Intro: WC Yeah, ain't nothing changed, know what I'm saying? Still the same old same old, W.C. still in effect Yo, break it down Jinx Verse One: WC Damn
for, a joke? You smokin' crack? 'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground 'Fore I put some
I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs And when the cops came through me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a hand
some mirage Pretty soon little girl, I'm gonna take charge The dogs on main street howl 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands
hosed down, pimped up and hoe down Plus I got a whole city to hold down From the bottom to the top, so only place to go down And keep ya hands up bustless
down, pimped up and hoe down Plus I got a whole city to hold down From the bottom so the top's the only place to go now Now throw ya hands up Hustlers
up (up) 'Cause you be bluffin in the streets I let the dogs out, then I let the hogs out, 'til it's nothin in the street There is nothin industry or Hollywood
had to shut you down, I had to shut you down [Ghostface Killah] Welcome to Saturday Night Live, write rhymes Glide on beats, and we high from the police The dogs
razor blades, shots spray, military Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day Groundhog Day, ya'll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word I know why, why
runnin', beatin' the streets up Come up north in New York, down in Miami, pumpin' At a table, breakin' bread like a family Florida, where we follow the code of the streets
patient, Tired of waking up wondering if we gonna make it (gonna make it) My hands are full I'm a Grindtime disciple Right hand the Bible Left hand the
radio* (humming) (U-God) Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep wit' cats and dogs
Hey yo, it's fucked up, in your right hand Flash his badge with his left hand on some Donnie Brascoe shit Forget about it, made men, should hang with
out by the dogs Another hard headed nigga that wouldn't listen So you got, what you came for, surgery, with the chainsaw I hit the fucking streets just
is chirpin' (Hi neighbor) Niggas walkin' they dogs, ha ha, watering they flowers That's my neighborhood, fuck no I'm from the streets of the BX Boro
Uhh too late, damn, down goes another nigga Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs Getting a rep as a young hog It ain't nuttin' like the street
nd Hand sec, this on? 2nd Hand Smoke, yeah yeah 2nd Hand Smoke Alright ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself This is Twiztid, 2nd Hand Smoke You be the