9-1, j'étais sous le porche J'suis dans la surface comme Filippo Dans toutes les bouches comme les Philip Mo' Y'a 9-1-1 GT sous l'Porsche Fais-nous la bouche, on te fait la peau Je fais le plein en Philippe Plein Aaah, Skippa da Flippa Aaah aaah, ne fuis

why'all better bewaaaaaaare of us Yeah, Stong Arm Steady One gang, four guns, how the West was won, let's go Jump if you really want it (jump) You'll catch one in yo' stomach (yeah!) When you see the Steady comin {*blam*} Loudmouths is always talkin

Ba pa pa da, ba da Turn away, turn away From me, from me And I pray, yes I pray For the, for the, for the-hi-hi Ba pa pa-aaa For thee, for thee, for the-hi-hi Another world Wrapped up inside another place

Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Eaaaheeyheeaheyyyee Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Aaahaaahaaaaaaaaaaahha Aaahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Told that bitch give me head Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco Got a 100 grand in my side pocket All the hustlas love it, you know I speak the lingo (OBG Niggas) Haaaan, Los (Original Bad Boy Gang) What they talkin' bout (Coke Boys) Hear them niggas

When the priest kill a maiden in the metal church Armored saints and warlocks watched the slaughter Rage of the slayer forced the pretty maids To kiss the queen in crimson glory Woooaaaahhhyeeeaaaahyeeaaah Take some venom and accept That you won't see

Rats! (rats–rats–rats) (Aaah whoah) Never to let go Them rats! (Rats–rats–rats) Never to forgive And there's nothing you can do In times of turmoil In times like these

Ooh ooh ooh ooh Aaa aaa aaa aaa Wild like a zoo Crazy me and you Making love like we was just two heated animals When you're moaning in my ear You got me locked up in your cage of ecstasy And I don't wanna be free cause it's And that's the way I like it

The beating of a million drums The fire of a million guns The mother of a million sons Civilization Stand in line as we march to the drums of the east Paralyzed and possessed by crusaders deceased Lost to the sirens that call from the turbulent tide

Oh sing your favorite song Left to tears Dreams it goes and then on And as it broke there was one And so the story goes on'n'on Come women if your life beats Those we buried with the house keys Smoke and feather where the fields are Green from here to