Violence

I think you better run, 'cos they're coming at ya.
n' what the fuck you're gonna do when they get ya?
You can choose life in the bodybag, I think you better hide.

Few little words, wrong cap in your head.
Can make you dead, if you're dealing with the real thing.
Few little words, wrong cap in your head, in your head, in your head.

I think you better run, yes I think you better hide.
Yes, the world is the number one place in the world of mine.

Mic is free, I'm striking back again
with all my anger, with all my force yo!
You can not walk in the street in peace with your money in your pocket.

Alleycats, oh yeah, they're gonna knock you out
if you won't rechoose your places, better know the faces,
know where your place is at. Cool down, think about that.

I think you better run, yes I think you better hide.

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