[B-Real]
I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses
for the trivial things and the pain life induces

(*##$es are wild, and so was I, young and stupid
it's incredible, what a %#@!ty circumstance produces them
Criminals, led by the originals, high strung, motivated by the, principles

some of us out - he used to think we were invincible
on the corner bangin' and slangin' the high bitual
Deadly rituals fill my head, nothin' spiritual

Bullets filled up bodies like hands from my physical
I got touched by the hot hands of bitter fools
Divided and tempted snake bitten by the ridicule

Frustration and hate filled my adrenaline
I play doctors here's two bullets for your medicine
I carry those days like a weapon close to me

The memories of hot lead rippin' a hole through me

[Chorus: B-Real]

Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on

Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you pump up all day long
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong

Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand...


[B-Real]
So many, come and go in this lifetime that you serve

Faces change, liscenses' everywhere you turn
Gangsta's become blinded, visions become blurred
Learned to stay alive to the real side of the curb

You came along way but some still refuse to notice
they turned they back on us and they tried to provoke us
You ask about us, you talk trash about us

walk fast around us, but my block fast allowed us
Don't try to crowd us ^!$$%, we'll smack you up
Look around and see who's willin' to back you up

You're in a ghost town and home alone like Macaulay ^!$$%
don't say my name ^!$$%, don't even think of me
Fire start spittin' from my grill piece, ya scorched up, touched up

I'm the C4 that blew up your porch
I spit venom quicker than the punch on your Porsche
Venom so deadly I'll make your $#&@in' life divorce ya

Ask for Alamoney, (*##$es, you all phoney
I'll make you sing the blues like you're Paulpau Coloney
Go ask Moley, you in the middle of %#@!

And anything you say I'll be known the %#@!
The force drops hits a ball, makin' me die of laughter
Cause I know what these son-of-a-(*##$es are after

Your mind and soul, if your blind and cold
then your true sign is shown, then your $#&@in' mind is blown


[Chorus: B-Real]
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter

Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you pump up all day long

Hated on, but we're still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong

Stand...