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MC Eiht - When All Hell Breaks Loose lyrics
No camouflage, better get the mirage Soul Assassins squad straight from the garage Benjamin stacks, craps is what I play First dream: where's the cream so I can parlay Ain't no joke - ugh - and no mistakes allowed Crack packs flips, uh, while I moves the crowd Po-po be stoppin' the low-lows, fo' sho' those Hate to see me, too blind like Stevie Greedy cause I'm needy for ash, gas and cash Same song like re-runs of fuckin' M.A.S.H. Boom Bam keeps the stash locked, son, you know the real ?Four punks layin in your bumper?, so you're best to jump Bird thumps the fo' do' S-S, no stress D.A., no deal, uh, no contest False arrest like Al Capone and Elliott Ness You better be protected My barrel starts ejectin Reflectin on your past life as you pass through On your way to your second life, bitch, fuck you When all hell breaks loose When all hell breaks loose Everybody duck down when all hell breaks loose All my niggas gon' shoot when all hell breaks loose (Check it out) Shoot 'em up, oh, shoot 'em up, oh yeah Straps on our laps cause we just don't care Be the stick-up kid Look what I done did One times is hot, so I best stay hid Y'all don't know the story Be a hero and die for the glory Do-re-mi The C.P.T.'s the plantation That's hot and Nigga straight servin' the cotton Equal opportunity, no discriminatin' Serves the china white to whoever is waitin' Ain't no debatin' No player-hatin', son So best to run fast or get shot of the M-1 Watch out for the back stabbers, indeed But the evil takes over, in your eyes is greed I feel it, gotta kill it, the enemy is close-aca |
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