Pop off, for the
PDX, for the
VK, yeah!
Broadcast alive, on the planet of
Brooklyn, the pain,
The business we live, it's the same,
My hood, your hood, same breed,
You know I got you in a squeeze,
Broadcast alive, on the planet of
Brooklyn, the pain,
The business we live, it's the same,
My hood, your hood, same breed,
You know I got you in a squeeze,
USA is the place where I rest
On a job like construction work,
it's hammer
and rest
Six shot with a six shooter,
son of a gun
Automatic with an automatic,
bustin' for fun
Better hope you're not
the pitcher on my scope
cause the dread I pump
Bed from the blacksmith
to what's enough
Said enough talk, straight biz,
bop off the cig
Hollow tip, pop off your wig,
get em
Broadcastin' live from the planet of
Portland
feastin' family
If you make it out,
NBA still slidin'
Type dude, don't snitch,
won't play both sides in
Kendrick
James legend, killer coppers be lyin'
B .D .I. shit, sideways low ridin'
Po'
Po' profilin', ar rest extra violent
Crime, rhyme, whatever though,
this is where I get mine at
Cutthroat
Island, what up,
Portland violence
Bro, that's a lie from the planet of
Portland, the pain
The business we live in, it's the same
My hood, your hood, same breed
You know I got you in squeeze
Now you know you my niggas,
but fuck what they talk about
Mumbles is the words
when the guns is out
It's a movement,
you pull it then you better use it
Take your life for a game,
you can surely lose it
Easy does it, do it easy,
that's how I'm a steppin'
Bucktown,
Brooklyn is what I'm weppin'
From the block to my basket drops
We in this together, my brother
You know the squeeze don't stop
Live from
Planet
Rock, my fiends blow coke
and bacon soda
We're paper soldiers, don't fold,
they lock and load
Them trifecats, tough burners,
the sliced devil's pie
They mortgage
Big
Momma's house for bail
and borrowed time
Paper bags of bourbon,
a shotgun resurgence
That cries the frustration of
incorporated servants
Tainted block love sang it by
the black poses
Assembly for the hood rich
flicks and mac poses
Two dollar new rags,
dime bags of bravery
Yesterday's prom queens,
today's fiend beggin' me
How much change will it take to change
tomorrow's wounds?
My niggas stay tuned
We're broadcasting live
on the planet of
Brooklyn, the pain
The business we live in, it's the same
My hood, your hood,
same breed
Broadcasting live from
the planet of
Brooklyn to steel
It's a war going on outside,
dawg, for real
On the grind, niggas losing they mind
Bush still, bar my niggas,
it's a sign of the times
All I'm saying, shit is off the meter
In the hoods,
hoods running about the cost of sneakers
My strong arm soldiers lose they muscle
Mob style, don't confuse the hustle,
get yours
I'm the nigga you can call
when your supply is low
And I'm your contact
when everything must go
That's me on the other line,
here are your codes
Breaking it all down,
see how it's gonna go
How it's gonna flow when
it come to the blocking
What they looking for,
the powder or the rock
Just call me when you need me,
I'm here for the cheese
We do it how we do to get
us out of the squeeze
That's a lie on the planet of
Brooklyn, the pain
The business we live is the same
My hood, your hood, same breed
You know I got you in a squeeze
I'll you next time.