When It Rains It Pours

Yeah, nigga The smoke of New York Get up, come on There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave You a rider right, that ride tonight Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed Nigga shit is real in the field What's the procedures nigga When you got a hammer in your mouth? When you laid down and cry? When you stand up and die? Like the man that I am, fire Yes, yes, give 'em the whole thang I'm a legend in the town, now Since your all gangstered up lets get the fuck down Big Bill dancin' I'm reppin for buck town Nigga see me dummin' I'm comin', clutchin' the pound Don't worry about my whereabouts We air um out, clear um out, yes yes The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up Th-th-that's what's up You too tough nigga, you dun rap it up Brownsville, cl-cl-clap it up Fif put in the call We ready to brawl with everyone of you or, yes yes There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave You a rider right, that ride tonight Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed Nigga shit is real in the field You got these young niggaz hollerin' murderer Copper chops on my block like, blaka blaka blaka Niggaz don't give a fuck I seen a nigga shoot my momz Right in front of my mother fuckin' face See in the 'ville, ain't such a thing as a straight bullet When your index finger on the trigger and you pull it Slugs ain't never outta season All you gotta do is give a mother fucker one reason Blood stains on the ceilin' Same place he stood, that's what they leave 'em Don't black it out, lets just squeezin' off with your gun 'cause you gon' get your punk ass robbed with the young You know the drill I'ma give your ass three seconds to bounce And you better not chark One, fuck that, dumb bitch, rest in bliss There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave You a rider right, that ride tonight Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed Nigga shit is real in the field