{Verse 1: X-Raided}
I lied when I said you wouldn't get smoked
Eyes examine the barrel as I watch you choke
Take a deep breath, cause it's your last, n***a
Got any last words? (Sicx): f** that pig, pull the trigga!
And that's a present from me
For helping me out the motherf**ing penitentiary
Label me insane and the dope dealer
Now add this to your list a cop k**er
You can go on and on, fool
But you won't catch the X when I match in the old school
Like some peddle masked to the floor
And pa**ed the hundred and flipped back to zero
Hit 99 and I'm Southbound
35 miles to get to Sac-Town
I saw a brown Monte Carlo, so I start
To hit the sirens, time to ditch this cop car
Grabbed the gauge off the dash
I said "Get out the car, or I'm a blast"
n***a didn't ask no questions
I had a gat, so he followed my suggestions
Face down, on the concrete
All he saw was the streaks, that I left in the street
Now all I need is a drink
But I ain't got no cash, so let me think
Will I walk in the store, steal on and shoot the clerk?
f** it, a beer run that'll work
Got off the freeway, on 4 & Row
Food and Liquor Market, here we go
(Cashier): Can I see some I.D., please?
(X-Raided): Nah, let me get out the car
(Cashier): Uh, can you leave the beer here?
(X-Raided): Nah, I'm outta here
(Sound of car driving away)
(X-Raided): Ha, you stupid motherf**er
{Hook}
Ice Cube: Never should've been let out the penitentiary
Eazy-E: Tired of the motherf**in' jackin'
(Repeats Twice)
{Verse 2: X-Raided}
Rolling downtown with a forty in my lap
Gripping a nine, and I'm eager to peel a cap
I honked and saw a b**h at the bank teller
I need some cash, how to get her?
Head to the lot, and found an unlit space
I can't let the b**h see my face
So, I crept up slow in the dark
I said don't breathe, unless you wanna see my nine squirt
Just like I thought, the b**h panicked
I put the gat to her head, took her cash, and let her have it
Watched her body drop, pulled off my mask
Cellmate pulled out his hand and said he wanted half
X-Raided just laughed
Looked at him crazy, and said you can't have no cash
And then, the n***a got mad
Whipped out the nine on his a** and went blast
Too much cargo in the first place
n***a wasn't doing sh**, but taking up space
He was my celly for a year or two
So to k** his a** was something I've been wanting to do
He wasn't nothing but a cracker
Doing time in the pen with the Garden Blocc Jacker
The motherf**er didn't know
And now he's dead in the car, f**ing with a psycho!
{Hook}
{Verse 3: X-Raided}
My dick's gone hard for all the drama
So I'm headin' to the garden, to f** my baby's mama
24, the streets I know well
When she see me, she gone be shocked as hell
I knocked on the door, and she answered it
I saw another n***a sitting on the couch and sh**
I walked in, the n***a tried to act Locc
That made my day, another fool I have smoke
I let him have it, the n***a straight dropped
And it was time for my b**h to get mopped
I didn't tripped though, I got my f**ing zone
Fall asleep, woke up, and the b**h was gone
Grabbed the gauge, cause I got a weird vibe
Peeped out the windows, and the cops was outside
(Police): "Come on out with your hands up!"
I said "f** you pig, and you can s** my left nut!"
co*ked the motherf**ing 12-gauge
Jumped out the window, and went on a rampage
Blasting as I hid behind a car
Havin' visions of the mothf**in' cell-bars
I'd rather die than go back, so take that, b**h
I pulled the trigger, and went out like a lunatic
Lots of lead from my gauge got discharged
They need help to call tha guardz
{End of the Song}