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5-King-15 to 15-Adam1-1-4 to all units, be advised the verdicts have come inVerdicts are not guilty, repeat not guilty5-King 15-adam come in15-Adam come inYeah, hit the spiderRide out the riderGet lit the fired upLit the fired upIt's me, rhyme-makerDouble eyed salt and pepper shakerSemi-valley earthquaker for acresOutlaw law breakersNiggaIts on on sightDark Blue black and white fightForever, I pulled the war lever .44sAnd nickle plated BerettaTo pierce armor and leather is pure havocThe streets is on pure fireGet folded like envelopesI suffocate hopeEquipped with shells, boxed with full scopesOne incident reshapes the globeLetras de cancionesA creep in the morning that becomes daylightI walk to the beat, to the beatSo who was going out with me tonight?We're running out into the street tonightI love lifeI mean wellI've been told I can't control myselfHear me outSomething I wanna doHear me outSomething I want to sayStreets on fireI wanna get higherA creep in the morning that becomes daylight(Yeah, so don't say nothinI want it all emptied or I'ma start bustin)I walk to the beat, to the beat(Higher, higher, burning fireMaking music like a choir)I'm trusted by the people like the crust on an apple pie(To start the riot grip the heat and start the firin)I'm buffin up my badge and a lean mean to spit in your eye(Hot supplying, multipy through the fire riots)I love life(I'm twice as nice)And I like to live it well(The streets is a living hell) From Letras Mania