Brownside - Payback lyrics

[Verse 1: Toker & Wicked] An eye for an eye's how the f** we feel When they get one of us then we're out to k** I don't care about sh** when it goes down like that The only thing on my mind is the big payback They get one of us, we get three or four If that ain't satisfaction then we're out to get more f** a drive-by, puto we'll walk to your door k** you motherf**ers and we'll even the score We wait for you putos to forget and slip Then we'll catch you in the streets and unload the f**ing clip Another puto dead from the other side Now we wait for the funeral and watch your parents cry Feeling no remorse for the sh** we do Those putos did it to us, so why not do it to them fools The k**ing doesn't stop, it goes on and on Ese smoking motherf**ers till these putos are gone An eye for an eye's what this sh**'s all about Rolling up on these levas taking these pendejos out Doing it for the homies who ain't here today Because as long as I live, in my heart they're gonna stay All I do now is think about them in my head And it's a f**ed up feeling now knowing that they're dead It's payback time and it's a do or die I'm doing it for my homies, Rest In Peace above the sky *scratches* ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. [Verse 2] At the hood with the homies, getting loaded kicking back Thinking about the motherf**ing crazy payback It's time to get these motherf**ers for the sh** they shouldn't have done Another homicide, another puto gone k** or be k**ed is the name of this game Doing it for the hood, the homies, and the gang fame This sh** won't stop so f** keeping the peace From a loco motherf**er gang-banging from the East (Eastside) Rolling down the calle and I just smoked a dip With a quette in my hand so now I'm ready to trip Thinking about my homies who ain't here today And I'm gonna get these putos cause for this they gotta pay *scratches* ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback.. [Verse 3] Creeping late at night through their neighborhood Rolling with the lights off to catch a puto doing good Not giving a f** about the time it carries Just flashes of my homies and when they got buried With a knot in my throat and a tear in my eye We come across this puto who's time it is to die He's strolling down the street and doesn't even realize We got a bullet for his a** to go right between his eyes Got out the car cause I knew I caught him slipping He looked and tried to run when he seen my a** creeping Jumped at the puto, hit him up "Where you from?" He said the wrong sh** so he took one to the dome Down the puto fell, I guess I'll meet the punk in Hell Simon, he seen my face but a dead puto can't tell Jumped in the ride, headed back to the Eastside Kicked it with the homies then we all got high Smoked a few wet ones and went home and hit the sack Fell asleep thinking about the f**ing payback *scratches* ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback payback.. ..payback payback..