Kausion - Land Of The Skanless lyrics

[Intro: Ice Cube] Shiiiet, haha Kausion up in this, b*atch [Hook] Everywhere I go I hear shots Gats pop How should we handle this? Born in the land of the scandalous But I survive and overlook dodging slugs Cause fools trying to get my sh** took [Verse 1: Cel] At 11:00 o'clock on the nose I hits the flo' Kiss my ho Stompers through my kitchen and light the roach Exit the front porch to catch a morning breeze While fumbling with my keys Motherf**ers they yell "freeze" (n***a) Now I'm on my hands and knees nervous From the screaming, somebody heard us But who the f** would wanna swerve us? Unless they heard about the hidden stash All the goodies they thought I had They runs into my pad Nobody budged in my conflict as they blast down do' (shiiiet) And I'm wondering, "Hell if I'm next" My ho, yelling since I couldn't move I just laid Fool had his twin gauge planted at her rib cage (Bloaw) Was the sound I heard If they shot my b**h it's on, that's my word These n***as got the nerve Taking everything they can coming at me sideways Got me laying down in my own driveway, damn [Hook] [Verse 2: Gonzoe] I gots to make my money in a bundle but stay humble Keep my head on the swivel for these n***as in the jungle like me Who see what I see Cause n***a it's all about family and keeping artillery Feeling the addict Automatics I'm acrobatic It's a habit nothing up on n***as and kicking static In the street, head nuts, handlebars on feet Deep roam the concrete from Compton Ave to the beach White boys get beat for GT's and scooter keys Can't f** with the little a** G's Hunting for cheese I hits many degrees at any angle Throwing up the west, motherf**er We can tangle [Interlude: Ice Cube speaking] Well alright, citizens of the ghetto. We are back to claim the west side. And I am the west side connection. Home of them extra real n***as named Kausion [Hook] [Verse 3: Kaydo] My money's on short, I creep with the needle on E Banged up in the LTD I need a whole ounce of yay to start off the day n***a hopped on the ten speed and banked down a one way (n***a what you got?) Homeboy what you need? It's the way out in out in hell to make your chest bleed The fiends stay sparked up, the whole hood is marked up To let fools know this motherf**ers sewed up Standing on post trying to serve my sh** The little homies patrol the hood just for the hit It had to be the wrong time and the wrong place Now there's fo' baseheads staying right in my face Just like that, "Hit the ground, motherf**er" I couldn't do sh** and I can't play a s**er The neighborhood clucks got the upper hand So if it's my time to go I'ma fall where I stand [Hook]