Lyrics:

(Layzie Bone)

It's the art, art of war, art of war

It's the art, art of war, art of war

It's the art, art of war, art of war

It's the art, art of war, art of war

We gotta blast them



Chorus:

Did he really wanna, did he really wanna,

did he really wanna commit that crime?

Was really ready, was he really ready,

was he really ready to do that time?

Did he really wanna, did he really wanna,

did he really wanna commit that crime?

Was really ready, was he really ready,

was he really ready to do that time?



Ya'll didn't anticipate a downfall, a downfall

Ya'll wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall

Ya'll didn't anticipate a downfall, a downfall

Ya'll wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall



(T N Tee)

Nigga's get paid, niggas feel pain

Point range in a court they hang

In a court for slang

25 years of my life never seen a light

Was it worth that?

Is you sure black?

Did you look him in his eyes when you laid the man down

Five rounds

Well I'll kill for self greed

Caught self defeat eternal death inside out you rot

Take a life, give a life, you the oldest one

Please Lord nigga don't cry now

Don't snitch now, don't run

You was tough with the gun let's fight with time

Let's explore the mind with the Smith of Death cause you took his breath

Take a deep breath cuz you dyin' in here

Ain't no love in here

It's concrete when I open when you sleep

A done deal, they got us fucked for real we lifers

Ain't no more sunny days do it your own ways

We programmed niggas to kill what we love

Our motherfucking self



Chorus



(Layzie Bone)

They didn't anticipate a downfall, downfall

They wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall



All the niggas better not move, it's a jack move bitch

Give me the watch that's on your wrist so I'm a empty out my clip

Put the keys down nigga, on your knees now bitch

Put the gun on your mouth, on the lady where ya standing now

Niggas run like Jesse Owens

All I could hear was the silence when the guage started blowin

Ain't nobody knowin I'm a killa on the run livin' paranoid

Sometimes I can't trust my own homeboys

Scary in the night time, blurry in the daylight

We in the world well niggas don't play right

A nigga don't play fight, we seek and destroy

Tell the troop to keep it real for the girls and boys

On a mission for the lost souls

We'll meet you at the crossroads

My third eye nigga

Blurred eye open plenty dough

So I'm a target, hottest thug on the market

Gimme a blunt and I'm a spark it

Our misery is darkness bitch



Chorus



You didn't anticipate a downfall, downfall

You wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall



(Gold)

Lil' nigga didn't really wanna catch a felony case

Post outside store waited for the shift to change

Could've told you right now, went against the grain

Put a mask over features stop wanted and heated

Make a dash for the cash and duck 211 on the (?)

Got me stackin up the crop see me long as fuck

Don't call my bluff, get our chips up

Count two G's bag check cause this rapping ain't workin for me

Jack of all trades master of none

Could've took more time in a cell

Nigga (..?..) pack guns for sport

adrenaline straight bustin' out to hit the door

Where's the getaway car?

Headed back to the hood on the humble arrest, chips (?) like caffiene

(?) strapped with an uzi all day

Lay you bitches to rest



Chorus



(Layzie Bone)

They didn't anticipate that downfall, downfall

They wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall



(Meneski)

What you niggas thought, ya'll can disrespect the clique?

What you niggas you think Menenski is a motherfucking trick?

Shoot a nigga up

Naw wet a nigga up

Putting a nigga in the trunk is always real with me

Killa's roll with me

Hit the fuck and the Remy you better be feeling me

Cause nigga's be killing me

My nigga's be buck wild and I be filed since a juvenile

Nigga I got too many styles



(Ken Dawg)

I got to be fast nigga didn't see these niggas running off in the back

You hear my tongue on this track, now see his lungs from his back

Cause he was sprung off the rack

He didn't come with a strap

Old dumb ass cat we run it up in him perfect contenders

Six feet deep or facing a sentence either way it's endless

Square our bizness, bitch niggas last minute begging for forgiveness

Bitch trying to think of a faster way to end this

See he didn't really wanna get his self in the shit he was in

Grab his drags his monkey ass through the Benz

Make one example I won't describe

To let these niggas know we're for real about our ends, our ends



Chorus



(Layzie Bone)

They didn't anticipate that downfall, downfall

They wasn't ready to take that downfall, downfall