Lyric There I Go Again"(feat. Ronald Isley

[Ronald Isley singing throughout song]

[Prodigy and Havoc talking]
Yeah yeah
Know what I m sayin
Straight burn biscuits baby
Yeah, give it to em raw uncut
Turn them headphones up
No doubt son
No problem
Creepin it though baby
It s gangsta
The truth gonna come to the level

[Havoc]
Yo
As this blood flow through my veins
I stand before this mic with a stepped up game
Some things when I look how they never gonna change
It ain t a thing
Niggas wild
Then I m cockin that thing
Cuz you know with every action there s a reaction
And there s no known cure when I m sick with the clappin
How many times it have to happen
Niggas talkin like they generals
They just mere captains
The streets there s rules
Slugs hit emwith infractions
And then there s Hollywood if you want some fuckin acting
You got these niggas out mis-representin they hood
Give em heart now they icin
I m like nigga what s good?
Cuz you know how I get with these macks and these techs
Blaze em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep
Play around find yourself getting cheated by death
Man gone and believe me dog it happened to the best

[Chorus]
You know a nigga
I be tryin to chill
But now then I ma hafta run these niggas a drill (no doubt)
Ther comes a time in
Every nigga life when he s face to face with that ole
Kill or be killed
And here I go again
Grabbin my steel
Cuz now then I ma hafta run these niggas a drill (run em)
There come a time in
Ever nigga life when he s face to face with that ole
Kill or be killed

[Prodigy]
Ay yo
Don t make me have to body something
Fuck you and what you known for
To me you re nothin
I don t see why in the world
To me you frontin
And if you was that nigga
Then you still mean nothing
Homes (what)
My gun is bustin
Fuck all y all niggas my stomach is touchin
And I be right there on Murdle Ave.
Come through
You bitch ass niggas wouldn t know what to do
I get bullet proof love
Pounds and hugs
You get extorted by the thugs that gew up in your hood
You get killed fuckin with P
You really should
Not do that
I use that
Lugar good
Catch a bad one
Ran dunn raggity
You got fucked up and left for dead in the street

[Havoc]
Yo
Who wants it with Hav
Who want it with P
Not near one of y all
And I put that on me
But ifâ?¦

[Chorus]

[Havoc]
Yo
Believe me dog there s more than
Cockin and squeezin and
Afterward that nigga still be breathin and
Who gonna snitch if you lucky to leave it then
For a reward nigga just might turn you in
I take it further and I might just murder him
That mouthpiece all together
I m curbin him
It s very clear and there s nothin to blur my lens
It s very real
Ain t got no time to pretend

[Prodigy]
Yo
Feelin it thugs
I dump a magazine on you dunn
I ll run up on you niggas with the ?master? glove
Dunn there s nothin for me to snap and get on tilt
I know it s nothin for you
The pain to have me killed
I respect the laws of war and love
I live by them shits
Y all niggas not ready for this
You not knowin how you about to get your head crushed
Spray it dunn
Straight out
Shit it when them guns come out

[Chorus x2]

[Ron Isley singing]

[Woman singing x6]
We ve got to learn to swallow our pride
It s hard just to let things ride
Maybe one day things will change
As of right now let me show you something