(feat. DMX, Big Stan, and Meeno)



[Meeno]

They got my back to the wall

Nobody to turn to, nobody I can trust

I used to have friends

But all I could think about was hustlin

That was then, this is now

And this is how I must be

A loose cannon, with a cannon

Nobody can trust me

When half the world is sayin "Fuck Me"

The other half will fear me

Shit both halves will make one whole

But nothing can dare those cowards to come near me

Yeah they hear me, but fuck that

I want them cats to feel me

Cuz to feel me, is to know I'll be a problem till they kill me

It's from sun-up to sun-down

Got my gun up, and I'ma run down

On any ass coward that feelin that I can't get down

I'm a nightmare, the nigga that's always right there

Borderline, with two lines, a little too heavy to fight fair

Unload, reload, cock back, and pop that

And drag to where your top at

And guaranteed that I dropped that

You can't top that

I'm here to put them rumors to rest

Fuck the past

Fuck the present

I'm the future in the flesh



[Chorus x2]

I'm the chrome before the storm

I'm the buzz before the storm

I'm the screech before the crash

I'm the click before the blast

I'm the rise before the fall

I'm the loss before the gain

Vacant Lot will keep it hot 

Cuz we the future of this game



[Big Stan]

Coke game to sober

We takin rap over

Either roll with us or you gettin rolled over

But pardon, niggaz is too hard for your squadron

Evacuate the buildin, save all the women and children

No way around it, niggaz comin in thousands

M17s, grenades, and four-pounders

All you grimmy niggaz get the fuck from round us

Y'all the same cock-housers from the blocks to gouchers

Celebratin is the the feelin when I catch a fake vilian

Send him brick style in the ceilin of an abandonded building

Feel me? y'all got to, I'm the voice of theory

My advice? keep rappin you ain't no where near me

Spillin blood for the dead, God bless them dearly

And look straight to the heavens so I know that He hear me

My shit fluxuate from the drop seven, to the wide bodied eight

Up on in corner, with the sweeper I let the body gate



[Chorus x2]



[DMX]

When I do niggaz, it's how I do niggaz

And two niggaz got nothin for me

When they saw me looked the other way and tried to ignore me

I put holes, like foot holes, in niggaz buttholes

Stomp a mudhole, when I cut hoes, the fuckin blood flows

That was bustin niggaz wide, I was 10 when I died

Now I'm walkin dead with the infared by my side

Keepin niggaz in line like a parade

Then they scatter like roaches when they get sprayed with Raid

Like a grenade, playin with spades is the plan

Now what part of suck my dick don't you understand?

Better act like you know or get smacked like your hoe

When you straped, toe to toe, but can't strap with the flow

And I gets down for mine, with the crime

And if I gots to do time, fuck it

I don't mind

I handle my business and I shoot snitches

Cuz I know nowadays niggaz is more ass than loose bitches

It's all good, I'm still out 

Knock on wood, robbin niggaz like my last name is Hood

Cuz I could, go with that mob that goes out to rob

That mad scheme to get cream without the job

I house more niggaz than a shelter

And if a nigga ever felt a, heltah skeltah

It'd would melt away, cuz the pain is too much to bear

Let the dead be dark while the Dark is here



[Chorus till fade]