babylon come but they undercova
 they never really want me to stop sell ganja
 (they just want to take a cut of what you make so far)
 But Im not having it  I load the SLR
 pack thje ganja BOOM they break down the door
 ha ha  3 shots exchange at close range
 out of 3 babylon  hit one in the brain
 ha ha  2 shots hit the window pane
 I exchange 4 shots  I drop and feel pain
 but Im not hit, into the bathroom I crawl
 I look out the window its a one storey fall
 Im fallin, hit the ground and start crawlin
 instead Im walkin round and blendin in wit the crowd
 another day, I gotta way, I gotta fix this problem someday
 but the very next day...

 Chorus >repeat *2
 Can stop wont stop sellin mad izm
 all comeptition I gots to get wit em
 me nah go jail and me nah go prison
 (take it to his face kid dis em)

 Im in another herb gate like a superstar
 11:AM things are safe so far

 I used to worry about the competition on the block
 but now the competition on the block is the cops
 and even blackwatch dont know where we lay
 well..(open up its the D.E.A.)
 ah man, just when I went for more led
 my door opens up wit the beam to my forehead
 wit nowhere to escape, I thought I was dead
 but I woke up instead in a cell on my bed
 I lay back down, then I heard a crack sound
 2 D.T.'s came in and layed they glocks down
 one was whistlin a love song, he put some gloves on
 I thought to myself, damn somethings wrong
 boom bap, boom bap against my head
 I fell back on my bed, down to his feet
 the pain was insane but the hit was sweet
 cuz these dumb ass cops punched me right by the heat
 the glock, 2 shots, 3 shots they screamin
 then someone said..(ay wake up kid your dreamin)
 I said what dreamin, that nightmare was hell
 but as I look around, I was still in my cell
 damn I got myself caught up in a jam
 the D.T. that woke me up was like WHAT
 I wiped the saliva off my mouth
 then the D.T. said..(lets make a deal)
 no doubt no question, now started up the session
 no need for guessin, yes they want my supplier
 I said, what makes you think theres anyone higher
 he said..(dont be a god damned lier)
 you killed 3 D.T.'s yesterday you heard me
 but still the cops you knocked off, yesterday was dirty
 now the whole investigation is federal
 we want you to point out the rest of the cops that are criminal
 he continued to say you cant think it thru
 this whole drug game is bigger than you
 follow our plan man and you'll be free
 let me explain one thing so you can see
 we....

 Chorus

 Now Im back in the herb gate all wired up
 constantly thinkin about being tied up
 snap out of it, Im thinkin damn we like l's
 the federal and local cops got laws wit themselves
 and Im in the middle and cant solve the riddle
 my nose is runny {knock of door}..(let me get a 20)
 a 20 of the green or a 20 of the brown
 give me the whole brown clown or duck down {gunshots}
 god damn, god damn, here we go again
 but this time Im set up by my federal friends
 suddenly I hear (yo move from the door) {gunshot}
 followed by the shots sounded like a 4-4 {gunshot}
 after the violence, then there was silence
 then I heard (ah yo its us, open up the door)
 but rule number one, in this game is self reliance
 so I pickd up the mini Mac incase they wanted more
 the door opened up, the feds said what up
 they was stickin you up, so they had to get bucked
 suddenly a sense of trust came over me
 thought to myself.. .well soon I'll be free
 but as I turned around I heard the gun go click
 I said wait...but it was too late {gunshot