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[Verse 1] He worked at the hardware store most his life He lived in a small town, never had a wife Oh shit, the nigga's light, Wasn't the fact that he rolled daytons??? He had a little cash, he was bringing home the bacon He lived in the suburbs, he drove a 'Burbon Liked to get his drunk on, blunt's and Erk 'n' Jerk'n And since it was Friday, he wanted to show out Come to the Inner City, stopped at the Hereford House Now that he got his grub on, Hit up 3-9 Eye contact, that's where he seen mine I saw him at the corner, lookin like he knew the hood Brother's staring at him, System was sounding good He drove on by, I saw him run the Stop Sign Made a left, Made a right, just missed One-Times Here they come, down the hill as he's creeping up the street I'm suprised they didn't pull this brother over for his speed Cause Uhh.. [Chorus: x2] The Inner City Shyste Brothers come fiesty Just like me The Inner City Shyste [Verse 2] Letras de cancionesHe's feeling good, he got his grub on Boy he's feeling good, he's ready to get his club on Stopped at Kamikaze's Parking lot full of bodies Brand New faces All types of races They just came to kick it, That fell short quick Before he could find a place to park, Somebody hit his shit Backed into the whole rear end, more than a fender bender Brothers jumped out, like they wanted to knock some teeth in But to his suprise, they was about 4 deep So he said fuck it, went ahead and pulled his heat Approached them with caution, too late them brothers saw him comin Didn't want to conversate, they started dumpin So he started runnin, lookin for a way out Didn't nobody know em to help em, if he's laid out Meanwhile, those brothers that was busting at him They right behind em, continuing to flush on him Cause Uhh.. [Chorus] [Vell talking] Meanwhile, as he ran inside of the resturant [Resturant Worker] PUT THE GUN DOWN MAN, YOU HAVE THE CHANCE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!! He found himself surrounded by the same four civilians he met at the club who don't tkae "No" for an answer.. [Verse 3] He ran and he ran, til, he finally hit the intersection Didn't want to stop,since them brothers was comin his direction His life started to flash, cause he'd never been in this type of drama Didn't believe his eyes, he's wishing he could call his mama Looked down at his pistol, 4 brothers, 7 shots Legs getting weak, cause he knows that's all he's got Situation grim, all behind a fender bender Got brother's trying to chase em, Up and down the street to do em in Took a chance with traffic, went ahead and crossed the street Ducked in Arthur Bryant's, for his safety and out the heat No time to clown around, got the grim reaper on his back Inner City beef, with them four brothers that pulled that strap There's nothin else to do, but to alarm themy bout his situation Lady can you please, call the cops before the lead penitration Meanwhile, those brothers that was busting on him Ran right into the resturant and started jumping on him Cause Uhh.. [Chorus] From Letras Mania