(Yeah. Yo. What's up  yo?)
 What's up? (You got that shit  right?)
 Yeah. I got it. (Good let's go then.)
 *police siren* Ah  fuck!

 [Remedy]
 Check your mirror  the scence couldn't get no clearer
 Exhaling you with intentions of nailing you
 They heard about canary rap sung through word of mouth
 Blow your engine out beyond regional doubt
 The stash house  next crash house
 The thirty six z's for a brick in the smash house
 Sealing his pump jacks, release the pressure vac'
 Pressed the powder pack, craving gets that
 Cock my hammer back, what the fuck you looking at?
 With your hat turned back, dipped down in black
 These twenty two CI's like you and me, street guys
 The eyes of the yellow man disguised in lies
 They got the okay to make buys, slaughter the flies
 On the rise, planning my dimise
 Lucky if you see the next day, never dawned on you
 Sun rise, open up your eyes, yo, thier on to you

 [Chorus: Remedy]
 Sunlight shines on my steel, everything is real
 What I see, what I feel
 Face the fears, yo, what's the deal?
 We must conceal, take a spin on life's wheel

 [Remedy]
 I'm on the lane with a package of raw 'cane
 And I'm waiting for a pick-up, carrying like stick-up
 Licking my lips out, fast flips, dips for action
 Cash rules, my only attraction
 My man selling point, v'fer grams off his beeper
 Let it be, come see me, I've got the same shit cheaper
 Check the spot, the whole shit's hot
 It's dead on the block cuz somebody talks a lot
 Yo, forget me not, two kids shot, in future not
 Knew the plot, blew the spot, never forgot
 >From South Beach to Springville in big body benzes
 Through New York to the landfill and we're making no menzes
 Level four vests and zoom lenses
 The bully all high and them Shaolin Island kids profiling
 It take place, no discrimination of race
 What a waste for the spotlight just to get a taste

 [Chorus]

 [Remedy]
 Maybe the kid you're running with's and informant
 He got a fat file with the DA that just lay dormant
 Inditments for quigles, convictions followed appeals
 And dismissals got you thundering, can't help but wondering
 The club scene, a hundred books of acid and who's on exstacy
 Who sniffs shit and who's right next to me?
 Big John's on a cycle of steroids
 Him and his boys got behind, we've gotta go kill the noise
 Put my life in my man's, hitting speed
 On one fifty, one fifty-five, closing in on one sixty
 A pound a month habit, son, I can't stop smoking
 No joking, you never know, I'll probably die choking
 Smoking weed and leaves with Albanian thieves
 Together plotting up schemes that we all believe
 Mad tricks up the sleave and
 We know when you're coming and leaving
 and we gotta get even
 Sunlight shines on my steel, everything is real
 Pray and kneal, take a spin on life's wheel

 [Chorus