(feat. Boom, Science)



[Intro: Boom] 

My city, incarcerated Wit Da Evilz 

No doubt 

Yo, yo, explosion.. Boom! 

Yo.. 

  

[Boom] 

Times and days, brothers is on their own, some nights blown 

Some of them method to blow chrome, a common home 

From the P-Now, when P-O keep a tab on your style 

Seein if your piss is foul 

And daily thoughts on theme of madness on the block 

Watchin to who you sell rocks, his mouth talk 

And glocks rocks your motherfuckin cradle 

As shit gets fatal and tombstones get labelled 

A nigga live for the ice or makin G's off the dice 

And too many pimps and hoes, this is '98 life 

And cribs is gettin infiltrated from Peru 

And cops is gettin bust and left in the blood pool 

The city sense be hard to tame, junkies on the block shootin heron 

And 'cane in their vain, who's to blame? 

My generation, my generation.. 

  

My city incarcerated Wit Da Evilz 

  

[Science] 

Now test the programmer, ridicule the slander 

Because I'm not vulgar, over and under dagger 

Laughed in the face of danger 

It was predicted now it's obselete 

Be conquestable by a small caliber heat 

Satisfy the street wars 

When anger's beyond the clouds and ocean floors 

I play through you if ain't lucky, so play your cards 

I play the law and nature with a rapture 

Hands above the collar bone so the snakes can't slither home 

Do you see the outcome? 

Beware where outcome cries deadly fury 

On head aches could leave you weightless like calestetics 

Cuz I'm a star, filmed in the mental picture 

Strikin the weak like a pitcher 

To come against me you gotta be drinkin courage by the pitcher 

I kill your lecture and especially the extra, extra 

Read all about it, how your soundin knocked you out your outfit 

Leave you naked with the Clark's rule over your mind 

Cuz you pledged allegiance to perfect attendance 

Pay attention and cooperation for a nation unlike you who don't like you 

But you choose to aim your fully-automatic static at my attic 

Why? 

  

Incarcerted Wit Da Evilz 

  

[Boom] 

Firestorm swarm and combine with the evil territory 

Terror tells a whole story, summer time flurries 

With a timed sun, heat up the climates to 101 degrees 

Braincells bleed from the mental damage 

Black Gods get on justice like Johnny Gamage 

A strong nation.. (Incarcerated Wit Da Evilz) 

My city, incarcerated Wit Da Evil