The simplest shit ain't plain to see 

Chaos floods the life on these streets 

Took a wrong turn on burned concrete 

And now the enemy dies for free 

Real young guns are kept firing 

And the clowns that are holding it down are smiling 

We kill our own and bring sirens 

And act out the ultimate plans of fighting 

  

Chaos serves as smoke repeated hoax to screen 

We lose control confused in the midst of staged scenes 

Media invented unrelented reports presented 

Often enough to make us think our world's tormented 

Sentenced by the momentous news of feuds we side and choose 

Use weapons and step in the trap we lose 

Pick up wars designed to scar and kill ours 

All because the broadcast flashed ghetto stars 

How much television you watch you tube whores? 

Keep score and wake up or they'll do it some more 

  

Crazy times and wild headlines 

Document the city routine with hard rhymes 

Blinded street teams clash 

And push our message across the news flash 

Baldheads are sick minded 

And anyone who crosses the path is found dead 

Through TV set nonsense 

We sit and fit as the face of violence 

  

[CHORUS]

We roam the streets all lost 

And get caught up in a world of chaos 

Survive or defeat concrete jungle 

Ex-out the weak order out of wild streets 

We roam the streets all lost 

And get caught up in a world of chaos 

Survive or defeat concrete jungle 

Ex-out the weak order out of wild streets 

  

They keep order by making street corners gang borders 

Beating down king and setting the theme for riot starters 

Cop quarters can't maintain the disorder 

So they call the National Guard to come strike harder 

Rolling deep headed for Florence and Normandy where all you see 

Building on fire chaos on Roman streets 

Hope is cheap sold by the local thief relief from the common grief 

Served on a platter shatter your smallest dreams 

Pig chiefs are referees on gladiator fields 

We're too busy dodging the sword truth stays unrevealed 

Sealed all filled in the federal cabinets 

Classified order through chaos for world inhabitants 

Can you survive these real hard times? 

Wild confrontations of mine, well, alright 

We go to the streets at night 

And fight in the sick-ass side show of mine 

We play the government role 

And straight up fuckin' smoke the rival 

We plan you will fall 

And leave you wasted on arrival 

  

[CHORUS x1]