Afrika Islam - 6 'N the Mornin' lyrics

[Verse 1] 6 in the morning, police at my door Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor Out my back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music, but happy cause free And the streets to a player is the place to be Got a knot in my pocket, weighing at least a grand Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats But just living in the city is a serious task Didn't know what the cops wanted, didn't have time to ask [Hook] [Verse 2] Seen my homeboys cooling way way out Told 'em bout my morning cold bugged' em out Shot a little dice til my knees got sore Kicked around some stories bout the night before Posse to the corner where the fly girls chill Threw action at some freaks until one b**h got ill She started acting silly simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies, said we all weren't sh** As we walked over to her, ho continued to speak So we beat the b**h down in the goddamn street But just living in the city is a serious task b**h didn't know what hit her, didn't have time to ask [Hook] -Word- [Verse 3] Continued clocking freaks with immense posterior Rolling in a Blazer with a louie interior Solid gold the ride was raw, bust a left turn was on Crenshaw Sean-e-sean was the driver, known to give freaks hell Had a beeper goin' off like a high school bell Looked in the mirror, what did we see? f**ing blue lights: L.A.P.D Pigs searched our car, their day was made Found an Uzi, .44 and a hand grenade Threw us in the county high power block, no freaks to see no beats to rock Didn't want trouble but the sh** must fly, squabbled this s**er shanked em in the eye But just living in the county is a serious task n***a didn't know what happened, didn't have time to ask [Hook] [Verse 4] Back on the streets after five and a deuce Seven years later but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me E's rolling Villain, BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clocking dough Be bop's a pimp, my old freaks a ho The batter rams rolling, rocks are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowly and Hen had to grin He said, man you out early, we thought you got ten Opened his safe kicked me down with cold cash Knew I would get busy, he didn't waste time to ask [Hook] [Verse 5] I bought a Benz with the money the rest went to clothes Went to the strip started pimping the hoes My hair had grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't want trouble but the sh** had to start Out with my crew, some punks got loud Shot gun blasts echoed through the crowd Six punks hit, two punks died All causalities was applied to their side Human lives has to pa** just for talking much trash We didn't know who they were, no one had the time to ask [Hook] [Verse 6] Swat team leader yelled, hit the floor Reached in my pocket pulled my .44 Dove across the room peeped out the window Twenty cops jumped behind a Pinto Out the back door like some damn track stars Broke down an alley jumped into a car s**ers didn't even see us, they musta been blind Black wire touched red the car was mine We hadn't done nothing but some s**ers got shot Hit the first turn, goddamn road block Broke through the block and we did it fast Cops wouldn't shot us on sight, they wouldn't took time to ask [Hook] [Verse 7] The rollers gave chase at a serious speed, one more conviction was all I need This sh** was for real, it was no La-Di-Da-Di Cause the boys had to pin the sh** on somebody And me and my crew, we were known to get ill We carried heat for protection but not to k** We bust a corner doing 60, one police car spun And all I was thinking was, murder one Bust a move into an alley and did it right And me and my crew, we're gone into the night Broke to my old lady's who drew me a bath She didn't even know what happened, didn't care, didn't ask [Hook] [Verse 8] We made love like crazy on top of the sheets This girlie was my worlie, a natural freak She ran her tongue over each and every part of me Then she rocked my Amadeus as I watched TV A technician with a mission that's what she was If there had been a crowd she would of got an applause This girl did everything on Earth to me that could be done The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't cum Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor Had me begging to stop as I was screaming for more After she waxed by body she let me crash She knew her loving was def, she didn't waste time to ask [Hook] [Verse 9] Up the next morning, feeling good as hell Sleeping with a girlie sure beats a cell Hit the boulevard in my A.M.G Ho's catching whiplash, trying to glimpse the T Ring on my mobile yes cellular Got to have a phone when I'm in my car Was my homeboy Red Some say he's insane Broke his b**h jaw for smoking 'caine Told me to meet him at the airport Said he's jumping bail said he just left court Caught the first thing smoking in a serious dash Didn't know where we were going, didn't care, didn't ask [Hook] [Verse 10] Fell asleep on the plane and so did he, woke up chilling in N.Y.C Called up my posse when I got there, hit the Latin Quarter and Union Square Rooftop devil's nest the rest we pa**ed, back doored the Palladium just for cla** About 4 a.m. we crashed the deuce, we never catch static cause my boys got juice Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads Where a shoot-out jumped off mine people lay dead It sounded like it happened with a Mac-10 blast But it was 6 in the morning, we didn't wake up to ask [Hook]