Heltah Skeltah - Brownsville Ii Long Beach Lyrics
[rock]Just understand the whole shit son, yknow yknowIts too much doodoo over here, theres doodoo over thereKnowhatimsayin? get with the real, from hereAnd the real from thereAnd make it mo better like blues everywhereYaknowhatimsayin? dynamic duo times two bro[ruck]*****ing global, *****ing domination in this rap shit[rock]Word is bon jovi..Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and ruck goWorldwide boot camp with smoke by the truckloadOr the west coast, where they show me tons of loveDoc and tray deee crackin jokes bout guns n drugsBuggin on this wack rap shit from coast to coastWhy not the real from both sides lick and go for broke?No ass joke, like buck or rakim, long arms like down symsSnatch up your hoe, ***** her or pass it, it dont mean na-thing[ruck]Whats the deal pah? i hope shit is peace and loveBut if it aint ***** it Im forced to release these slugsPeep these thugs, sean price, mc most miraculousWhen pumped up, Im forced to jump up punk and smack the shitAct like it cant happen when would I ever let you slideTwo fly niggaz becomin victims of whoridesYou try to avoid my clutches thats when you dieNews fly fast as ***** on how ruckus done bruised guysCornball niggaz screamin, ruck you on some other shitMad cause I make music no longer for the love of itWhat is this? yall niggaz is soft like some velvetYou get dealt with, a single shot to your pelvis[rock]Now throw your hands in the air if you feel this hereShitll bump everywhere because its real this yearFrom the city of long beach to my home brownsvilleCause real recognize real everytime for real[daz]Who mashes with the craziest niggaz in town?Kill em willingly who got the right to make a sound?My style break blocks corners avenues and drivesIts about time to mash in, its a rideTake you on a mission, be on a mission, I pack the steelSteadily givin these niggaz dont pass these zones limitsI live the unusual cruicial life, so pay attentionAs I come through, for you and your crewIts just a man and his music, I aint afraid to useI bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean its uselessTo step to this, we in effect we dangerousContain the mental murderous and aint afraid to dissWe cant quit we cant stop we got to do this shit (do this shit)Cause heltah skeltah and this pound bout to run this shit (run this shit)If you dont know you gotta know you never trust a ***** (never trust a *****)Game trump tight, we try to run this shit (run this shit)[kurupt]Life without money, thats like breathing with no airPrepare, theres no love in warfareEngage, I meet the front page, like nicholas cageAnd get served, front and center stageIm breakin through, throw up your teflon barriersAnd get penetrated, telekinetic superiorHostile, verbal apostle in 3-dHittin every galaxy, throwin up d.p.[rock]We in the house, even when we outdoorsWe in the house with dick in your ***** mouthFrom here to down south to the westside, my vocals test driveYou crazy, the shit I spitll make a nigga praise meSo say oh, you love the real shit frequentlyOh for dogg p-o-u-n-d and b-c-cMe, bummy j and the d-a-z dillinger and ruckusAnd kurupt what? we equal fo bad mother*****ersYou want lumps? we got some, worse than that we got gunsFrom hot ones, to legal shotguns, hold up Im not doneOowops son, and mad glock 9s, the red dot kindTo make a snake hit the bricks like stopsigns, you feel me?[ruck]At the same time, you can catch me on corners yeah smokin treesHopin these, niggaz dont battle the ruckus vocallyPotentcy, thats what Im kickin while all you jokers beOn some bullshit, niggaz you movin at a slower speedYou know its the, show after-party hotel like jodeciMake me blow the back out these *****es bangin they ovariesI know you be, on my dick pah but yo I totallySmack the shit out of any nigga I think thats clonin me[daz]Now who, wants to be a real dope mcLike heltah skeltah and the d-p-gSwervin all through your *****in townAnd layin punk mother*****ers down, hah![kurupt]Man, these niggaz servin me? I thinks notThats facin a blizzard in a *****in tanktopI took tricks to new jerz to cape codYou could be adventureous up against tremendous oddsAnd face a poltergeist, I bring it to you niceAnd have the whole scenery surrounded like the viceWho could it be comin through in all blue?Dogg pound gangstaz, number one, number twoNever evade the principle, the top principalUp against the top invincible, rhyme assassinI lay the cards on the table, take a pickThe wrong choicell get your whole chest cavity splitThats when all the bullshit ceases, this whole frameAnd format crumble right before his eyes into piecesFake ass assassin with no heart and no mindNo money, no hoes, no flows, and no rhymesWaitin for poetical satan, creatin slaughtersRunnin through camps like walter paytonIm all about money makin, and not makin mistakesYoure only worth what you create in the garden of snakesMother*****er[daz]Yeah, and thats how we do itHeltah skeltah and tha dogg poundRunnin this mother*****erYeah!
