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( *phone rings* )
operator
Too Black Records
James A. Smith
Yeah, this is Jay
operator
Hold on, Jay
Too Black Records representative
Hey Jay, long time no hear, man, what's up?
James A. Smith
Say man
People been kicking around a lot of hoe s**t in my ears
Too Black Records representative
Is that right?
James A. Smith
Yeah, it upsets me to hear a World Class Wreckin' Crew-
?Homosexual? disrespect some real soldiers
Too Black Records representative
What time it is then, right?
James A. Smith
It's time to mix 5th Ward, South Park and 69th Curbs
And really let a muth*fka know
(Action speaks louder)
(Action speaks louder than words)
(Action speaks louder)
VERSE 1: Scarface
Roll em up and I smoke em
Tried to break, so I broke em
Busted his as* in the head, that's when I grabbed him and choked him
I'm on revenge, a psychopath, the master of wreckin s**t
Comes back with a body blow, hittin hard as a fkin brick
Don't fk with the mastermind, I'ma tell you like that
Cause I'm the type of nigg* that'll still you with a bumper jack
Better yet grab a bat, apart from the pack
Then commence to beat on your head to the muth*fkin fact
I'm ragin like Manson, I'm a muth*fkin thriller
Friday 13th's my birthday, so I was a born killer
Brought up as a trouble kid, devious s**t's what I shoulda did
Mom had an abortion with me, but a nigg* lived
I don't fear losin life, cause life just lost me
Shadow of death keeps followin me and I can't get him off me
2 years of my life were spent in a mental health
I'm a treath to society, then again to my fkin self
I'm losin my fkin mind, my veins begin swellin
'Kill that muth*fka!' I hear voices in my head yellin
Me get caught in a cross, that's absurd
Your head is a tennis ball and I'm about to serve
(Action speaks louder)
(Action speaks louder than words)
(Action speaks louder)
VERSE 2: Ganksta NIP
Bodybags in the bushes, see, I tried to tell em
I just hope pretty soon that somebody smell em
My lyrics get deeper and deeper
Mack 10, 12-guage, Tec-9 plus a Street Sweeper
nigg*, Ganksta NIP's in the house
Time I see a mouse automatic spaghetti sauce
Been poor all my life, so I reach for the sky
I regret I was born, I can't wait till I die
And leave blood on the curtain
Fatal thoughts of death, suicide is certain
I kill for a quarter, lyrics deep as the water
Peace to Rodney King, I got they as* in slaughter
Insane is what I am
I'm like Silence of the muth*fkin Lambs
Ganksta NIP ain't no bragger-boaster
Migraine headaches made me sleep in a toaster
Step in my face, I'll commence the hittin
( *3 shots* ) 9 milli ain't bulls**ttin
Down with Seag from the 69th Curbs
Tell em, Triple 6 (action speaks louder than words)
(Action speaks louder)
(Action speaks louder than words)
(Action speaks louder)
VERSE 3: Willie D
Well, first of all..
I shock em and clock em and pop em and drop em, flop em, then I mop em
In they muth*fkin tracks is where I stop em
Unless you down with a blood nose
Save the cussin and fussin and pointin fingers for them hoes
Talk is cheap, I catch your as* on the sneak
And hit you everywhere but under your feet
Think it's a game when it ain't
I'm lettin you talk, but b*tch, I'll knock yo lips off
And get ready for your kinfolk
Your little sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old as* with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the blood 5th and that's it, trick b*tch
You don't know who you're fkin with
I break this 10 1/2 so deep in your ass
That you'll be lookin like a f*gg*t on the rag
I'm goin for bam like Scarface and NIP
What they leave of your as* Willie D gonna rip
All of that muth*fkin talkin is for the birds
I do this ( *shots* ) cause action speaks louder than words
(Action speaks louder)
(Action speaks louder than words)
(Action speaks louder)
VERSE 4: Seagram
Time to be accounted for the all-words sp*nk
Counterfeit gangstas, pranksters and chumps
Talkin real loud in front of a crowd, dare ya
I show your punk ass, nigg*, better than I can tell ya
Signin checks that your punk as* can't cash
Got your album cover full of punks wearin ski masks
Who ain't never felt froggish, you won't leap
Barkin like a bear and bitin like a flea
Busters, straight suckers, muth*fkas
Donald Goines-readin-ass wanna-be hustlers
It's Seag from Oakland, the one who lays order
Quit lyin to kick it and make a run for the border
Willie D, Bushwick, Scarface and Ganksta NIP
Gave me the tip on the yappin lip
Too Black hooked me, Lil' Jay booked me
Shakin em, breakin em, makin and takin em fakin fkin rookies
And all that loud s**t, nigg*, don't start
They'll find your as* chopped and stuffed in a shopping cart
Fools awake and give praise to the dark lord
Bring on the chalice, voodoo dolls and the oujia boards
Straight from the alleys of Cali, 69th Curbs
Is actions spizzeaks lizzouder thizzan wizzords
(Action speaks louder)
(Action speaks louder than words)
(Action speaks louder)