No more rat like gunfire than my shot All they wanna do is spread some fear and hatred
So they get the city pon block But they won't get me with the market policy
Even though times get rough Not enough love and caring, sharing in these
crazy times I no mix up with them cause they have bad
minds Stop your killing spree, one day you'll meet
your kind You'll pay for your crimes
Times I get rough In the city right now
Making all bad man put your guns down