Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
In all frequencies, ain’t no dial that could reach
5150 when 50 bodies go missing
Off the Vincent Thomas bridge
Ain’t no one of ’em swimming
Yeah, the coast guard wants my kilos
So I re-up and I reload
‘Cause the label wants to freeload
Off my singles, I need C-notes
So I swap them f#cking decks
Break a nose, yeah break a neck
I break every f#cking bone in your body
Disembody, b#tch who’s next
It’s Undead and the rest
Johnny cashing checks
This is Hollywood, welcome to The West
What you give, is what you get
What you see, is what it is
And what it is, is what it’s been
It’s me against the world, yeah f#ck your friends
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
In all frequencies, ain’t no dial that could reach
King Kong, steam roll these m#th*rf#ck*rs ah!
As a child was a freak, vial when I speak
Whipping out they squad, then I smile when I sleep
Let the Caddy warm up, Caddy corner
Trump box pumping, breaking glass on the block
Hot trouble, I could see the muzzle flash in my thoughts
The boulevard is paved in blood, flooded with pain and drugs
Haunted by tainted love, come in and aim on us
Get ’em in they home town, acting like some hoes now
Yeah hoe
What you give, is what you get
What you see, is what it is
And what it is, is what it’s been
It’s me against the world, yeah f#ck your friends
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
In all frequencies, ain’t no dial that could reach
Gravestones and bay stones and raves in the catacombs
Paris hit the club with no Prince on the payphone
Dig up their bones and let them know
I ain’t the one to f#ck with, high key and low
But I got a long way to go, the bell tolls now
I was born deep in hell, so I’m a hell hound?
You wanna live forever (f#ck that!), fight death and it’s curse
And if it’s kill or be killed, you best be driving that hearse
Wild in these streets
Wild in these streets
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
In all frequencies, ain’t no dial that could reach
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
Wild in these streets (Yeah)
In all frequencies, ain’t no dial that could reach
I’ll let the 9 break the silence
Get used to hearing them sirens
b#tches get fed to the lions
Gone With The Wind like the Mayans
Not here to make no alliance
I’m just addicted to violence
Just here to give you some guidance
To choke from this noose as it tightens
Why? There ain’t no killing, but won’t die
And I got this feeling you won’t try
Make sure you see me with both eyes
‘Cause I’m the last thing you’ll see, so good night
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