[Verse 1]
I attack like the locust, I'm the loc-ist
Hit the studio, no hocus-pocus, I'm the dopest
Or the livest my game soread the widest
We the riders underworld soul surviving
Very dangerous if you try this it's no way you can get caught by us
We'll treat you like an outsider grip you like some plyers
Westside G-boy had no love in my fetal stages
Bust gages from a pee-wee to BG to teenage rampages
Outrageous I ain't the one to step to
I'll sting you like a killer bee and swarm like the wu (bzz-bzz)
I can't allow myself to get tricked
Catch the virus get sick gamble life get licked
I'm too sick learned all my game from a chick
Trying to save souls get rich so my dayz is strict
Bind the devil quick, kicked like a bruce lee flick
Feel the wrath from Shaft a first round draft pick

[Chorus]
Easily tricked out here
So many people sick out here
Nobody's getting love out
Only one way out here

[Verse 2]
Picture young solo sacked up with the dodo
In a broham 4 door with a nickel plated pearl handle 44
Hustle on the low-low on the run from the po-po
Ear hustling snitches showing picture of my photo
So on the go though hit up the will with my logo
Blue paisley rag over my face kick the door-O
Pen U C dresses up like a hobo
I want the cash flow the berra bonds and the CoCo
If I don't slow my row I'll probably end up on the death row
A hot headed negro catch a right cross and a left blow
Smash a chevy pedal trapped in the ghetto
Till I make a mil and move to beveley hills like I Jethro
Shots echoed I blacked out and saw the Devil
Wile the homiez stood in a group and scooped dirt up on a shovel
Tik sand a mellow while Chille' Baby played the Chello
Repent from sin could thing be the end of S-O-L-O'
I saw a tunnel where Grace flowed like a funnel
I woke up dismantled grabbed my word up off the pannel
My survival manual reading the prophecies in Daniel
I ended up playing "Amazing Grace" on my piano
On my soulder sat a Dove rushing in like a flood
Rips dogs and street thugs- pounds