pull up on tha double,these boys want trouble
they call me flintstone and my boy is barn rubble
rebel,devil,chase em' through the ghetto
break these muthaf*ckas off with just one dedo
metal bracelets, facin worse incarcertration
aim for the dome gotta keep my concentration
since elementary, it was destined for me
to see the penitentiary
late friday or was it early saturday
i hit him with the shotty that i bought from the acadamy
duck for cover, you marked muthaf*cka
didn't mama say not to play with nigga'z from the gutta
i smell undercovers, i die with my brothers
and when i'm on the mic i represent all colors last summer, i escaped from an asylum,
you know the three digits, bitch you better dial em
spm
