featuring X 1 Clay the Raider
[Sticky] Yo yo but that shit ain't mine nigga
[copper] You know what? Get on the floor alright
[Sticky] Yo man get the fuck off me
[copper] Get down on the ground and spread em out alright
[Sticky] Yo aight aight man!
[copper] Get the fuck down on the ground man!
[Sticky] Aight man!
[copper] Now keep your ass on the floor..
[Sticky] Yo who the fuck can I trust man?
[devil] You can trust me man
[Sticky] Everywhere I turn there's danger God!
[devil] Ah-hahahaha
[Sticky] Yo I feel like the walls is closin in on me man!
[devil] Ay, I am Stress
[Sticky] Buggin man.. ARRRRGH!
[devil] Yeah, I got you where I want you
[Sticky] Word up man
[devil] Hehehe
[Sticky] Ain't got nowhere to go Son
[devil] No you don't
Yo
Chorus: Onyx
These streets is tryin to kill me
My best friend, could be my worst enemy, this game is deadly
This ghetto might murder me, or lock me up
Twenty-five to life, throw the key
Chorus
Verse One: X-1
Yo, yo
You know what happens in the actions of the inner city tale
When your thoughts fail and have you scared to death
biting off your fingernails, not enough, numbers on the weight scale
Got, niggaz cuttin throat just to make sales
Even if it take the last of me I'ma fill my pockets to capacity
Anything that takes cash, fuck job huntin
Put on a face mask kid, I'm out to rob sum'in
If you home or not, I put the chrome to your knot
One shot to the side of your face, let me up inside of your place
Gimme the funds up out of the safe
Hit the fire escape, high-divin gates
