文本歌词

Sound Of The Slums - Inspectah Deck/Masta Killa
It's the sound of the slums drama with drums
You pop shots with the corks 'cause a problem for some
Got the whole city up floatin' with the semi tuck
Roamin' out of zone and I'm known in the gritty cuts
And a wu killa bee co d dumpin' off
Broad day no macks so you know it's me
Notice me I shine like july sun
Live son I'm a rider through provide one
Show the cream I bust and blow the scene
In a fast car kickin' up dust and smoke screen
Hit a ni**a hard as joe green his whole team
Feel it swollen veins a d**e fiend feeling
Coming out the mouth like you won't be killing
Yeah you sold three million but you banned on the block
Long guns to your face pass the mansion and yacht
And you ain't retaliatin' man you ran to the cops
Uh all gangstas and fellow mc's we now meet
The threat is now an actual fact and that's the least
The lion paw ripping your jaw dismantle face piece
You may not have heard of seen my murder one team
Something's best untold crime related
I am who I am so f**k it if son stuck it
We all lay to play to the best sip the fine grace
My rugged lifestyle is survived I don't apoligize
Hustle is the road I chose there's no compremising
When the guns is drawn shots fire
Son all my killas is fam nothing hired
Ya'll faggot niggaz wired for sound before the things blast
Wait for the train to past man face down
We straight from the murder capital town it goes down
Daily on the regular dressed in assassin attire
The bulletproof rap strap 'em with the bomb to his body
Ain't no coming back