Stranded on Death Row

Yes, it is I says me and all who agree are more than three 'Cause they we, yes, yo! I'm in the house now for sure Because I wanna talk about the hearts of men Who knows what evil lurks within them But let's take a travel down the blindside And see what we find on this path called, 'Stranded on death row' So duck when I swing my shit I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal Niggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no refill I'm murderin' niggaz, yo, and maybe because of the tone I kicks when I grip the mic and kick shit niggaz can't f**k with So remember I go hardcore, and slam Nuff respect like a sensei, ba-bash like Van Damme So any nigga that claim they bossin' What don't you bring your a*s on over to Crenshaw and Slausson Take a walk through the hood, and we up to no good Slangin' on things like a real O.G. should I'm stackin' and mackin' and packin' a ten so When you're slippin', I slip the clip in, but ain't no set-trippin' 'Cause it's Death Row, rollin' like the mafia Think about whoopin' some a*s, but what the f**k stoppin' ya? Ain't nathin' but a buster I'm stranded on death row for pumpin' slugs in motherf**kers Now you know you're outdone, feel the shot gun Kurupt inmate cell block one No prevention from this lynchin' of sorts You're a victim, from my drive by of thoughts No extensions, all attempts are to fail Blinded by the light, it's time you learn Braille From the lunatic, I'm death like arsenic When I kick a wicked raps, Dr. Dre will hit the scratch With treachery, my literary form will blast And totally surpa*s the norm, not a storm Plural, make it, many storms when I'm vexed I fly leg necks and arms in this dimension I'm the presenter and the inventor and the tormentor Deranged, like the Hillside Strangler MC mangler, tough like Wrangler I write a rhyme, hard as concrete Step to the heat and get burned like mesquite! So what you wanna do? The narrator RBX, cell block two Rage, lyrical murderer, stranded on death row And now I'm servin' a lifetime sentence, there'll be no repentance Since it's the life that I choose to lead I plead guilty on all counts Let the ball bounce where it may, it's just another clip into my AK Buck 'em down with my underground tactics Facts and stacks of clips on my mattress bed frame There's another dead, bang layin' lame put to shame, who's to blame? Me, the Lady of Rage, a woman comin' from the D E A T H in R O W Takin' no shit, so flip and you're bound to get dropped It's 187 on motherf**kers don't stop Handcuffed as I bust there'll be no debate It's Rage, from cell block eight Aiyyo, steppin' through the fog and creepin' through the smog It's the number one nigga from the hood Doggy Dogg Makin' videos, now I stay in Hollywood Bustin' raps for my snaps, now they call me Eastwood Dre is the Dr. and my homey little nigga Warren G is my hand and my hand's on the trigga Shootin' at the hoes with the game that I got Sent to Death Row 'cause I wanted to make a grip from servin' my rocks And I'm still servin' for mines, peace to my motherf**kin' homies Doin' time in the pen and the county jail Mobbin' with your blues on, mad as hell And you say, yeah, f**k the police And all the homies on the streets is all about peace And it's drivin' the cops crazy But ain't nuttin' but a black thing bay-bee, uh Uh, I'm not flaggin', but I'm just saggin' I betcha don't wanna see the D O double G and you can't see The D R to the E or my motherf**kin' homey D.O.C. You know you can't f**k with my motherf**kin' DJ That's my homey and we call him Warren G Yeah, and you don't stop Doggy Dogg break 'em down with the motherf**kin' Dogg Pound That's the only way we'll beat 'em man We gotta smoke 'em, then choke 'em like the motherf**kin' Peter man It's like three and to the two and two and to the one Cell block four peace Doggy Dogg's done Yo, now you know the path I'm on, you think you're strong See if you can travel on 'cause only the weak, will try to speak Those who are quiet, will always cause riots There's three types of people in the world Those who don't know what happened Those who wonder what happened And people like us from the streets that make things happen!