crutch One step away from down Well I don't wanna be the crutch One step away from down, down, down, down, down, down And all you needed was a crutch One step away from
fo', Eagle Street right by the store Katrina wiped the city out but couldn't fuck wit Holly Grove Lost some real niggas I knew from a long time ago But Heaven or Hell
Want me to hit her from tha, I can bump that I wanna hear ya say, "Ooh oh", bump that You wanna take it to tha court, I can bump that Shoot that thing from
tricks That can give a dick a bad sickness Yo, yo yo son excuse me? (Yo) I'm tryin' to earn a million buck or two The ill MC step in (And who the fuck
around the tick-tock I got roaches and vats of the rats carryin' bats and gats So I 'fore I snack jack Because I'm not down with water from the hydrant
from the land of the lost You can't see me like Charlie Angel's boss I'm often coolin' round the bliddocks I rock 'round the cliddocks Mmy gliddock cocked from
Guess who stepped in the room? Streetsweeper out, ready to vacumn Then all of a sudden, you get it in the end Like Kane from Marlena cousin, I'm a menace
[Redman] Mic check, mic check (mic check mic check one two) One two, one two check mic (yeah) Gilla House, D-Block baby (can y'all hear me out there?)
With the one-two punch, like servin' a customer And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him Then ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I know, from
Benz truck Aw shit, we done did it again From ATL to the new, but still breakin 'em in Playin to win, fire hot, burnin ya skin Platinum hit number two
put a bug in your ear Go tell ya man, he take a step, there went a slug in his ear Have 'em askin', yo, how the hell he get a gun up in here? That's gotta
Hadley Willow Street, Robertson and T.C. It's on fire from the wars they cause A bunch of ignorant motherfuckers wearin' camouflage (3 minutes left) Yes, one-seven nigga, look Niggaz step
' Dangerous Crew represent next generation, step up, baby Baby D takin' over like dosha Open ya up wit that north west explosion Then I'm coastin' (What ya doin' nigga?) Runnin' from
your reject rap attack You'll get more from a prize in a Cracker Jack And since Banks said he can't have no more funk (Hell naw) Get in where you fit
leeches on my phone Can't be too safe 'cause niggaz is two-faced And they show the other side when they catch a new case, it's on It was cool when you had hella
this rap shit, I'm ten steps ahead of niggaz Shootin' backwards, just for practice Ride or die nigga, hoppin' in your casket 'Bout to go to Hell with
so I'll give it a try Went home and did my thang, snatched a two hundred bundle for keeps The shit was so good I was Pookie for two weeks Luckily, I bounced