[Verse 1: Sick Jacken] What makes a crowd scatter more than street sweeper With guns like that, don't matter who's deeper Crew or solo you say f** it The streets are armed to the teeth the bullets comes Duck it Enemies s** it, sum hollow points from my joint Squeeze the trigger like it ain't nothin' You got gats with a nickel wrap stash out the mini mack Cancel the little rat, that's how we interact Who got their finger to the pulse of the street It's the soldiers on the ave. with the toast or the Heat Keep friends at arm's, length enemies closer to me Whack'em out in the ride and re-upholster the seat Tommy D. way with Jimmy The Gent Conway Wrong place, wrong time and definitely the wrong day To dabble a bit in the ex-coin way Use your gun to commit a heist, precise robbery It's a Hobby Will you steal again? Probably I win the lottery when I stick 'em up come on pick 'em Up Your hands where my eyes see I ain't sloppy I got Crow waiting outside in the gilapi Surveillance watch me cover my grill with the mask Properly Flip the camera off with sick mockery All these guns trying to pop me I'm dodging constantly On top of all that I got the one time stalkin' me [Hook: Cynic & Sick Jacken] In my city blocks are just like battlefields With soldiers on the street it's k** or be k**ed Tephlon shields still laeve heads revealed So even if you got a bullet proof keep you eyes peeled In my city gun control means one thing How you handle your gun and control the sting Through weapons trafficking on the streets form crime rings We're heavily armed ready for anything [Verse 2: Cynic] I'm from the city where it's needed to be heated and Carry a piece No matter your street You weak you're getting smoked or caught by police You bot to speak don't go for the cheese You'll be fine just stay alive don't die while you sleep You see we different we're high in degree, knowledge is Deep Carry the metal to settle and cook up the beef We stay cool during the heats smoking swishers sweets Where armed to with females, weapons, lyrics and beats An army we deep, in whatever city you want we could meet We're hardto defeat, my military train the elite You see the technique, your armed forces couldn't compete You big or petite, the nine will you straight off your feet Cause we're two calibres, too big for your frame Rhymes and fist you don't want to exchange We're some animals thet can't be contained Some phenoms that can't be explained Surrounded by peons and snakes that want a piece of the Cake [Hook: Cynic & Sick Jacken] In my city blocks are just like battlefields With soldiers on the street It's k** or be k**ed Tephlon shields still laeve heads revealed So even if you got a bullet proof keep you eyes peeled In my city gun control means one thing How you handle your gun and control the sting Through weapons trafficking on the streets form crime rings We're heavily armed ready for anything [Verse 3: Sick Jacken] Sick dogs run street politics so stay out of it A handful of sickos determine just how it gets A hollow tip headed your way sometimes you just swallow It Bystanders get slipped you don't got to be a part of it (More guns, no funds) These blocks are strapped and broke You don't got to do much to provoke When You're eyeing that muthaf**er that's toteing the Iron He got the nine in the waistline bullets are flying [Verse 4: Cynic] Don't get caught in the cross fire There's several different metals to settle the bullsh** With bullets One banana clip would cause a big movement Homeboy froze, got perced, now he's leaking fluid You don't belive me watch when your closet go through it This is some real sh**, get broken quick Get your spirit ripped, you get your people clipped The red dot don't miss, It's either mine or his My millie's well gripped [Hook: Cynic & Sick Jacken] In my city blocks are just like battlefields With soldiers on the street It's k** or be k**ed Tephlon shields still laeve heads revealed So even if you got a bullet proof keep you eyes peeled In my city gun control means one thing How you handle your gun and control the sting Through weapons trafficking on the streets form crime rings We're heavily armed ready for anything