[KRS-One]

Open a de herb gate sellin pure ganja

Babylon come but they undercova

They never really want me stop sell ganja

(They just wanna take a cut of what you make so far!)

But I'm not havin it, I load the SLR

Pack the ganja BOOM!  They break down the door

Pop-pop!  T'ree shots, exchanged at close range

Out of three Babylon, me hit one in the brain

Pop-pop!  Two shots hit da window pane

I exchanged four shots, I drop and feel pain

but I'm not hit, into the bathroom I crawl

I look out the window, it's a one story fall

I'm fallin, hit the ground and start crawlin

Soon I'm walkin 'round, blendin in with the crowd

Another day, I got away, I gotta fix this problem someday

But the very next day...



[Chorus: x2]

Can't stop, won't 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, diss him!)



[KRS-One]

I'm in another herb gate like a superstar

Eleven A.M., things are safe so far

I used to worry 'bout the competition on the block

But now the competition on the block is the cops

And even block watch doesn't know where we lay

Well.. ("Open up!  It's the D.E.A.!")

Aww man, just when I went for more lead

The door opens up, I got a glock to my forehead

("Get down! Get on the floor!") I felt the stick, I thought I was dead

But I woke up instead in a cell layin on my bed

I lay back down, then I heard the crack sound

Two D.T.'s came in and laid they glocks down

One was whistlin a love song, as he put some gloves on

I thought to myself, damn something's wrong

Boom bap!  Boom ba,p against my head

I fell back on the bed, down to his feet

The pain was insane but the hit was sweet

Cause these dumb-ass cops punched me right by the heat

The glock, two shots, three shots they screamin

Then someone said... ("Hey wake up kid, you're dreamin!")

I said, "Yo 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

The D.T. said.. ("Let's make a deal") No doubt!

No question, now we started up the session

No need for guessin, yes they want my supplier

I said, what makes you think there's anyone higher?

He said.. ("Don't be a God damned liar!")

You killed three D.T.'s yesterday, you heard me

But still the cops you knocked off yea 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 can't think it through

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]



[KRS-One]

Now I'm back in the herb gate, all wired up

Constantly thinkin about bein tied up

Snap out of it - I'm thinkin, "Damn we like elves!

The federal and local cops got wars with themselves;

and I'm in the middle, and can't solve the riddle.

My nose is runny.." [knock at door] ("Let me get a 20!")

A 20 of the green or a 20 of the brown?

("Gimme the whole pound, clown, or duck down!") [gunfire]

God damn, God damn, here we go again

But this time I'm set up by my federal friend

Suddenly I hear.. ("Yo, move from the door!") [two shots]

Followed by the shot sounded like a four-four [two shots]

After the violence, then there was silence

Then I heard.. ("Hey yo it's us, open up the door!")

But rule number one in this game is self-reliance

So I pickd up the mini-mac in case they wanted more

The door opened up, the feds said WHATTUP?

They was stickin you up, so they had to get bucked

Suddenly a sense of trust came over me

I thought to myself, "Well soon I'll be free!"

But as I turned around, I heard the gun go click [clik-clak]

I said wait, but it was too late - [GUNSHOT]