South suicide queens....all niggaz 
Gather up all your arms 
And get ready for this new world order  [bad word] is about to change-muther [bad word] 

Verse 1: 

I'm america's nightmare 
Young black and just don't give a [bad word] 
I just want to get high and live it up 
So [bad word] in '95 
And why you tryin to slave us 
With minimum wages 
Slammin my niggas up in cages 
Changing their behaivors 
And spittin razors that's outraegeous 
Smoking moaches is hopeless 
We want lazy sofas and sculptures 
Lady chauffers who [bad word] us 
Full house and royal flushes 
Roll with [bad word] 
Its the official nas 
Got [bad word] with pistols and cash 
We living in the last 
My theory is  [bad word] it"  [bad word] niggas get obducted 
My [bad word] 
Is conducted 
Through ghettos 
Sippin amaretto 
Hand on the metal 
Foot on the pedal 
Never settle 
We wear carolina herrera 
Dirty donna karan sweaters 
Wrap over leathers and seudes 
Gold plated guns and grenades 
To blow up 
I got news from the informers 
I'm trapped in corners 
Bustin shots at time-warner 

Verse 2: 

Hey yo 
My man big todd 
He know how to get by 
He high 
Threw a jinx 
Then be fixed to be fly 
Submit crossing up 
And downtown action 
And when he sticky keeper grip and move with traction 
Keep mad alibies 
plan to stay wise and wide eyed 
Living in the state of south side 
Crooked jakes 
And fakes snake 
Niggas all out for papes 
Oh who wanna over take and leave you with drapes 
The white sheet covers 
This heat smuthers the street 
Eat brothers 
Ten shots rang 
You got banged 
We all ready for these wars 
We all want more 
These the last days get yours 
 [bad word]  
32 shots and certed the glocks 
You heard it for blocks 
The murdering guys 
Convertible drops 
Living life on the edge of dangerous 
Where you living 
Never giving a [bad word] 
Cause we living in it 
Cause it be off the hook 
Crooks crash 
Cheeba spots 
And selling rocks 
The cops around the clock 
Is hot 
Living life on the edge of dangerous 
Where you living 
Never giving a [bad word] 
Cause we living in it 

Verse 3: 

Thinking about taking my own life 
I might as well 
'cept they might not sell weed in [bad word] 
And that's where I'm going 
Cause the devil's inside of me 
They make me rob from my own nationality 
Its kind of ignorant 
But yo I gotta pay the rent 
So yeah, I'll stick a [bad word] most definite 
Cause it's generate 
If I get caught I'm innocent 
Cause I don't leave no sticky finga prints 
For the cops 
They only good if they dead 
All that badge and that gun [bad word] be going to they head 
To make bread I gotta steal for sport 
So I stole the show and sell some pennies for my thoughts 
And if this [bad word] rap [bad word] don't pay 
I'ma start selling [bad word] around my way 
Killin my own people in the usg  [bad word] they gonna get it from somebody 
I'd rather it be me 
Besides...you can't tax dirty money 
And you can't [bad word] nobody (nobody) 
No one (no one) 
I'm the scorpion 
And I'll probably bite the bullet 
Cause I live by the gun 

We came to hear these 25 to life niggas who just came out 
And pull flame out 
Take aim 
Blow your brains out 
Its life on the edge of dangerous 
Where you living 
Never giving a [bad word] 
Cause we living in it 
In south suicide queens where niggaz act up  [bad word] back up 
Official nas-throw your [bad word] gats up 
Its life on the edge of dangerous 
Where you living 
Never giving a [bad word] 
Cause we living in it 
We never giving a [bad word] 
Cause we living in it 
Official nas mother [bad word] don't give a [bad word] 
Word up