Street Life (feat. Method Man) "Shoot On Sight (S.O.S.)"
[Intro: Streetlife] What, yeah, I ain't playin' around No more, man, used to have for you and shit What, wanna stab me in my back, and all that Yeah, word, you ain't got to say nothin' to me When you see me in the world, nigga What, yeah, yo, yea, yo
[Streetlife] I knew it come down to this, you let this rap shit Come between us, now you smellin' your piss Showed you love on the strength of click, little bitch Wanna switch, ride on the next nigga's dick? Time to show you how real it can get, real quick We can battle for your bitch or that ice on your wrist We can do this for any price, your life's at risk If you shit five mil, still wouldn't cop that shit I respect no M.C. who claim they sick With your gangsta anticts, what part of the game is this? Ignorant simplest, life after death is a myth Never shit where you sleep, never walk where you piss Don't forget I was Street, before this rap game shit Nowadays, rap niggaz, be dying in they whips Fuck a rhyme, take this back to sellin' dimes on the strip Never in your lifetime, would you rock like this
[Chorus: Streetlife (Method Man)] I knew it come down to this We used to be all right, now it's shoot on sight (Shoot on sight, nigga) I knew it come down to this You fucked up homey, you switched up on me (Switched up, homey) I knew it come down to this You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone (You better have that chrome) I knew it come down to this Down to this, down to this (come on Streetlife)
[Streetlife] I knew it come down to this, I figure I'll Warn you first, before I let you swallow my fist I got gorillas in the myst, with banana clips Ready to peel when I feel you slip I don't care how much shotties you shot, how many bodies you got You rub me wrong, then your body will drop I'm from Homicide Housing, where we murder the cops Just for browsing, walk in the beat on my block You got some nerves, changing my words But I'm on to you fake ass nigga, you heard? This is grown man business, stay in your place I got big big guns, that will erase your face I see you eyein' me, eyein' you, bite your tongue Cuz if you speak them fight words, muthafucka, you done I live the life, and everything come with a price I'm only tellin' you once, I ain't sayin' *two gun shots*