Got a massive crew and we're ready to roll
 So I grab my gear hop in the whip and ride
 Premier he's got the fly dope system inside
 But my shit cranks too and we've got mad tapes
 of all the underground groups with the lyrics and bass
 Off into the New York night we go
 Dre large got the camera biggest  Gord's got three rolls of film
 So we can take the macked out photos
 Tommy Hill, The Damaja and my man Gunsmoke
 Corey and Smurf and Lil Dap's got a forty
 My man Gary and Shiz and the nutcracker Shorty
 Mike Rhone, chillin' like Capone
 Robinhood, Known as Mel with the clientelle
 Mo, JT, Mega, can't forget black
 they're rockin' sincere, yes the posse's fat
 Out loud pulls up plus there's Sid and OC
 Big Mel from strong island H.L. the one and only
 O. Delicious, Ely, Bazz and Eon
 and the aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond
 And to the rest of the crew you know the bond is strong
 and you know who's who, so let me not prolong
 For this was a night to remember
 I had on the beige Tims with the two tone leather
 So we get to the jam, the gig, the venue
 then we circled around and then drove in through
 the front the place was packed the line was long
 I was bobbing my head cuz the music was on
 I turned it down then I peeped to my right
 I saw this kid and his girl having a fight
 Another kid walked up and mushed the kid in his face
 and then the kid pulled out and bust and laid him to waist
 A riot broke out girls screaming and scheming crews
 started buck wiling tryna' snatch kids jewels
 After that 50 came and turned the party out
 and then the ambulance came to take the body out
 And we didn't even get all the equipment out
 and we didn't even get to turn the place out
 This can happen often and it's really fucked up
 So I'll ask you to your face homeboy what's up
 Did you come to see my show or the stupid nigger playoffs
 Killing you and killing me it's the soliloquy of chaos
 And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare
 people getting nowhere bot you go for yours there
 You'll find it doesn't pay to front or play the role
 You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole
 Then you'll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back
 so you set the brothers up for a sneak attack
 Whether you die or kill them, it's another brother dead
 but I know you'll never get that through your head
 Cuz we're mislead and misfed facts, we're way off
 killing you and killing me, it's the soliloquy of chaos