Cold in the city, I stroll like a damn fool
Smokin your $$# on the strip, you're not cool

You beat up my homie but didn't kill him, you wish you did
Cause this murder rap will leave you dead and rid
Of indecision, I got to Uzi to buck it off of a clocker

Called up Havoc, he said, "Let's roll on the mutha$#&@a"
Put up the four, four ^!$$%s with hot heads
Gee got the AK and loaded the %#@! dead

It's $#&@ed for the ^!$$% but he didn't know
Yo, the Mouthpiece got up and aimed and he ducked low
Fool, you wanna dance with the devil?

So I'm sendin you home, you better get you a shovel
Havikk hit the corner, Luva Gee got the AK
We spotted the gang and then we started to spray

A ^!$$% spotted the move and said, "Duck!"
The dumb $#&@ is dead
I shot him in his !@#$ head



(Open fire like a lunatic from Vietnam)

($#&@ that, say goodbye to the bad guy)
(Another ^!$$% dead)



12 on the nose, I hit a corner with a tense pose
Shootin ^!$$%s, gettin blood on my damn clothes

A ^!$$% slippin on the dark streets
I put they $$# to sleep and leave they blood on the concrete
Yo, I'm from the hood shootin punks from the rooftop

Snipin your $$#, I'm givin a $#&@ about a damn cop
Leavin notes on your window pane
As you step out your door I'm blowin out your brain

Fool, my alias Havikk, a damn gee from the dark side
A lyrical psycho who laughs in homicide
Cause through the night I creep, swarm and terrorize

Knock on your door and put a bullet between your eyes
Drag your body in a alley
As your corpse deteriorates like a damn cavity

My piece rolls to unload the reign of terror
Dead as $#&@, hard as hell, then your brain fails






Yo, this Havoc The Mouthpiece from the S.C.C.
That was only phase two of a mutha$#&@in massacre
So sit the $#&@ down because phase three is a mutha$#&@a



It was like the wild west in South Central

I jumped out the car and shot a fool in the window
The nemesis wrecks this in the premises
I mean business and you could be the !@#$ witness

A ^!$$% will die hard and kill up a few punks
The busters will scatter and I stepped on a dead hunk
Of flesh, open fire on a !@#$ house

And three hoes butt-naked try to break out south
I shot a (*##$ in her $$#, Rhimeson got her neck
Havoc got her in the head, now she shook for a sec

Cause they and started to set-trip
Prodeje laughed, I said, "Give me a fresh clip"
I tell you mutha$#&@as who to $#&@ with

^!$$%s let out a pit, I had to blow him to %#@!
It was a mission, a vision of parallelism, we did em
And got ghost, but yo, who's next to play close?