Lyrics
There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins now
He's too advanced for his own good
He didn't get a second chance to see the Glock pointed at his hood
Makin' his way through the rain he's caught in the game
He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain
Nothin's changed in a city flask
Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants and low hats, forever
Until the job is done and no one's left
My man Jeff told me with his very last breath to watch mom's
But they got her with the car bomb
Popst tried to save her second blast got his arm
Niggas play for keeps like casino
Baby's has got fathers just got back from doin' Chino
With nothin' to lose loose screws in the attic
Only skill a nigga knows is how to strip an automatic
And stash the barrel stab a nigga something terrible
Death resume twenty kill in incredible time
No guilt and shame, on the mind
Stuff a nigga just for lookin' didn't know he was blind, so I find
Mankind is a serious threat
To another others kind when there's something to get
In a vet with fast jet to the spot
To see what they got, nobody saw shit 'cause it's not
Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
And it's deep how blood drys as a mother cries
Open eyes gettin' landed on by flys
There's no disguise for the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins
I came from a family of one girl and three boys
Fuck playin' with toys our fun was on the block
Watchin' all the cats negotiate the neighborhood stock
My job was to come runnin' whenever cops was comin'
My older brother I figure was the ring leader
Whenever these cats move they all bring heaters
All black and nickel plated (come on)
Soon became fascinated bitches cars and kicks
And look at how fast they made it
My younger brother gave less than a fuck
He was content with G.I. Joe and Tonka trucks
But I want butts, livin' first class deluxe
Fifteen year old soldier ready to serve these clucks
My older brother was touched
It's a game where you don't play gotta have cane
Crack house for my birthday
The next day my brother shot in cold blood by the police
In a rage he lived but he payed the price
Caught with keys 25 to life
Takin' in by the crew time to standin' on my own two
But as I marinated thinkin' about the hood
I really can't remember anybody doin' good for long
Big decisions somebody's got to make 'em
Undercovers recognize the face now can't shake a
Phone tap and now I'm in the belly of the beast
Used to sittin' in leather seats now I'm sittin' awaitin' release
Visitors day, my younger brother came down
Put the toys down excited about the first round
He bust I was crushed to finally see
The solution to the problem could have started with me but it's on now
There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins now
There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins now
There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins
There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins now
There's no escape!
Alvin Joiner, Robert James, TERRANCE TAYLOR
FRANAM PUB ADMINISTRATION, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.