Too many goody goody two shoes say Hit the front gate when the Bam's on play When the Bam's on play The masses take A master face like a masquerade Parade and those who ain't a least bit afraid To hop on back in a police' face But the police spray a whole can of mace Spit that I ain't gon' ape shit break I run I run I'm on high pursuit Police goin off ... Fuck that rule I'll rock at you Knuckle to the tooth that'll knock it loose I'll pop a dude 'fore my partners do Broke in a motherfucker's pockets dude The schools not teaching you how to earn no dough That's why I run with a .44 fo' (Slow down) See I believe in the block It's the spot that I'm gon' turn into my burial plot A parkin lot for a mortar shop Used to be owned by Mom and Pop Now it's where your Grande lattes can get bought And with that new mall they gon' double the cops so stay hush Keep a white tee and worn denim jeans on my Chucks Soul Assassin fitted cap with the brim flipped back I can't wear skinny jeans cause my gat too fat yup Sun go up and the sun come down The money get low and the gun comes out From L.A. to The Town Somebody tell them kids to slow down I said sun go up sun come down Money get low guns come out From L.A. to The Town Somebody tell them kids to slow down Once again somebody shootin And soon I'm finna maneuver Like Splinter I'm in the sewers Sendin a message all losers Listen you cannot pursue us I'm duckin dodgin assassins In such a marvelous fashion know in a flash that it could happen Whatever form of action It's more than quotin Malcolm I'm puttin it down you runnin around and wonderin whats the outcome You shoulda been studyin W.E.B. Instead of W.B. and W.W.E this is not T.V. (So slow) I know you see me dummy Ain't got a lotta money but you takin none from me They think you got the look You a mark or a crook They don't do it by the book They gon' shoot before they look It don't matter where you stay in around yo town When the seasons start to change and them rainclouds clown We the reason that they made a 4 pound go Blaow Better have a good reason tellin Pro to slow down go now Sun go up and the sun come down The money get low and the gun comes out From L.A. to The Town Somebody tell them kids to slow down I said sun go up sun come down Money get low guns come out From L.A. to The Town Somebody tell them kids to slow down