New Jack City

This is, ghetto warfare

Heavy metal warfare, prepare

Get on your post and stand clear

If you start it, defend it

Start it, we'll end it

We're highly recommended

Listen, this is, ghetto warfare

Heavy metal warfare, prepare

Get on your post and stand clear

The Brownsville sluggers, about to attack...

Bring it back, yo, I'm tired of you herbs

Gettin' on my nerves

Pretendin' to be drug dealers, and killers

You fold up, hold up

Let me ease the grip, so they can jack

Talkin 'bout how many keys you flip

Your sleeves get ripped off

For that bracelet you rockin

This lil ***** get to poppin

Pistol grippin and cockin

(Cuz nine times outta ten)

I'm guranteed to leave you stragglin

Plus I bag emcees that's babblin

I ain't tryin to hear ya

But I'm about ready to ear ya out

Get the gats and clear ya out

Cuz you's a part time felon, kid killing yellin

(Before I send a slug through your melon)

I'm a basket case

Don't make me bash your face (You sittin)

I'm sittin on chrome like Masta Ace

It's live *****, no jive, hear the guns blast

I be wreckin like the ****** Jamaicans at SunSplash

(It ain't where you from) It's where ya at

And where you be at times

You don't have your ****** gat

So chill with your riff raff

Your ***** staff, is some new cats

Living in NEW JACK CITY!!

This is, ghetto warfare

Heavy metal warfare, prepare

Get on your post and stand clear

If you start it, defend it

Start it, we'll end it

We're highly recommended

Listen, this is, ghetto warfare

Heavy metal warfare, prepare

Get on your post and stand clear

The Brownsville sluggers, about to attack...

Yo what the **** is the deal

Here comes a new generation of rap dudes

(With fake attitudes)

That refuse to play by the rules

It's a shame the way they be dissin the game

They fantasize then go to studio to tell lies

(These fake thugs) Replace slugs

That's have three to *****

(Actin like he want it)

Now they don't wanna see my ******

(Firing Squad) Still firing

****** wit old timers wit rhymers

Ready to come out of retirement

Stoppin your traffic, (M.O.P.) a classic

Puttin you ***** ass ****** in caskets

(You lil bastards) Don't know this rap ****

Get this, my family is ready to lynch

And roll before all you devils and sins

(Raw breed) Indeed, we proceed

To give you what you need

You way out of your ************* league

(It's the) Warpath, O.G. staff, ambidextrous

And I'll tear your maggot ass in half

My family don't give a **** about you

How 'bout I, jump up

And smack the **** out you (Get at 'em)

Took you down the Firing Squad committee

Wit no pity, detonating this NEW JACK CITY!!