1,2,3,4,5,6,7 no one here's gonna get to go to Heaven... the first one to speak, be the first one to leave, get your loved ones gagged and bound in bed
I want it all I want it all [Tim:] Some come hoping to bleed it Some look up but don't see it Some are stand up and some seated Some will take and some
Madness! Madness! This is pure madness that we're talking about Pure madness all the time now This is pure madness that we're talking about And I can'
30 ought, buck shot 12 gage, is sure shot American guns, American guns 30 ought, buck shot 12 gage, is sure shot American guns, American guns Well,
hard times come, my friends stand beside me Ahh, check it, my technique is flawless Ahh, wreck it, a fucking lawless Sharp as a fox and your flawless Judge told the verdict, said "The transplants
describe (Guest sing this) That's what it is it ain't me to complain Cut kakies brown chucks white t-shirts and braids Boo Ya Tribe unexplainable gang transplanted
I'm gonna be straight with you This is the end of the world You either wake up or you don't Apocalypse now Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse
all traces And war shit on all men and races In the city of down and out Money's always gonna equal clouds And you're gonna have to scream and shout Through the city
Gangsters and thugs Criminals and hoods Some of my friends sell records Some of my friends sell drugs Gangsters and thugs Criminals and hoods Some of
Life in a war zone, you make the wrong move Remove your torso, guns blow back of the track Now the blunts roll, onslaught 24/7 now the funds flow Anybody
ground Then one said, "Wake up Tim, it's midnight It's a city out there to go for a ride" Like two vampires, we ride through the cities We sleep as dogs
my spine Makin one false move, I?m goin for mine Out of sight, out of mind, duck in their one time In a 7-7 [unverified] California sunshine Nothing quite like it, this is the city
This is Killafornia, home of the killas Killafornia, home of the killas Smoke clears, only one winner Killafornia, home of the killas So many dreams
[Chorus] 30 ought, Buck shot, 12 gauge,He's short a shot, American guns, American guns, 30 ought, Buck shot, 12 gauge, He's short a shot, American guns
on the ground Then one said: "Wake up Tim, its midnight, its a city out there to go for a ride" Like two vampires, we ride through the cities, we sleep
Gangsters and thugs Criminals and hoods Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs Gangsters and thugs Criminals and hoods
Life in a war zone, you make the wrong move, remove your torso Guns blow back from the track, now the bloods roll Unslow 24/7 now the funds flow Anybody
