I got another words to say them, Geah About how bad to talk'a shit, damn And right there and then it's no hope That's the niggaz can escape The blast in their faces, BOTH! And when you got again to make it shitty No guarantees to you survive in this city And, fool, I bet - Cause when you chit-chat in the net Somebody force you pay the debt! Pop Pop Pop, drops the suckers They are from another hood I gots to shot them, motherfuckers Saying bullshit aint good to your health Changin' faces won't bring you wealth Our crew is gonna set you down Assholes, you fucking with the Murdertown...