N - #4 (Intro (UI) / DJ PREMIER) lyrics

Yo it's happening again: Kept strapped in a van These gangsta's are grin- Ning, thinking their sinning is winning “With him, we can will his daddy for ransom to grant us a milli.” I'm thinking you silly b**hes will pay in a minute… I don't give two f**s about getting out this sh** living… Crossing a bridge a mile up A sea of fog around us f** it, I'm wound up: I strike and bite the driver's neck like a viper Two guys beside me whip me back with nines - ugh! But it's too late to save the crashing ride - ugh! We drop, disappear and get lost in time - ugh!