Mc Ren - 11: 55 Lyrics
Because we got the streets suckasCan you dig it? ? ?I wanna get right to the pointHes hereHes unique, hes unconquerable.(repeated)Mc ren, mc ren is a killa of the crafted menTwas the night before the ball struckAnd all the snakes was outta sightAnd of all those cat hangsAnd all the solutionsNow its like do or dieSo salute to the battle cryAnd all the real niggazStep up to the frontlineYou dont want two scoops of fruit loopsFor the real troopscause its about a quarter to midnight15 ticks to catch 15 licks in the fizzotWho lettin the heads get chopped and mack 10s pop popFor all those too slow for the tempo of tizzongueBecause all those who cant hang get hungAnd those who cant take charge get daultSo come and walk, coming strongComing long, cause we been down for too damn longAnd not a soldier, a soldierNigga I thought somebody was oldercause the days of bein a slave livin in the grave is overAint no more that shall overcome cause we been overcameSo Im packin quips full of golds for all you gs trapped in shameListen to the sound of the midnight poker chainLivin in an underground railroadTakin aim and set to cause much painSo hitch a ride on the midnight trizzainOne million ways to dieSo devil dont even tryIm packed, ready and willin to get a government killaSo welcome to the land of the drive by
