Hell's Kitchen

Dre Dog Featuring Saafir

"My line of work is considered by some to be a...

a tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors,

and there are others, that are very malignant..."



(Saafir)

Ay-ay, Ay-ay (Saaf Bizzle)

Ay-ay, Ay-ay (Saaf Bizzle, Nickatina) Yo

Mothafucka in here with some real Nickatine man...



(Andre Nickatina)

When the gat would hit, then the rhyme would spit

Gun nailed you to the crucifix

I ain't new improved man I'm true to this

Ain't nothin you can do to this

Chicken beg, mislead, caught a shot to the head

Instead we get high as a mothafuckin nigga yeah wit no dreads, no dreads

I get to plugging that, who Thuggin that

Gotta go drop a bug in that

Post up where the drugs is at

Yeah mothafucka where the lovin at

My computer brain is on high octane

Ripping like a rocket man

Block it try to stop it man

You'll end up in my pocket man

Bust like a bullet in a watermelon

What's the CD there you're selling

Better not be mine or mothafucka you gon' start to yelling

Fillmore rap academy, Bustin right at your sanity

Ammo and artillery, clock a major salary

Charge just like a battery, for assault and battery

Dead just like a battery, from this major battery



(Saafir)

I bang that West Oakland my colors the silver and black

Raider nigga got his stripes from the barber shop where the filmed "The Mack"

Nigga I got them rules on my shirt and I'm deep in this game

All angles spittin it so niggas don't get it confused with the fame

Let me tap that blackness on your eyeball like "What the fuck you lookin at?"

Then I got to remember, I'm strizzled and sacked and saucy off smack

Bitch I ain't no contender, I been holding these championship rings

Ammunition and big faces mothafucka I been "Ladeem"

Niggas on the turf on American soil, gettin this American green

Niggas hate 'cause I'm skyscraping the small shelf Bull pit cigarettes

I promise a hospi