StreetLife - S.O.S. lyrics

Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight (3x) Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight [overlaps INS talking] [Inspectah Deck] Another mission, Street Life, gun talk, Sir I Don't push me, because I'm close to the edge Livin on this thin line, I know the ledge Allegience I pledge strictly to my comittee Way above the law, we soar the inner city My crime pays, deep in the metro, nines blaze Shorties watchin plus adoptin my ways In the PJ's, the heat blaze and beats raid Can't see the cage but can't leave the Streets Of Rage [Street Life] It's a Shoot On Sight fair, warfare prepared, arm yourself beware hardware tear through your flesh and bones bear Witness stand clear Flash the Wu-sign to see if my comrades is in here P.L.O. began this, 99 bananas Wu extravaganza, cops scandals and guns, a S.O.S Prepare for the slug fest, unusual suspect disconnect your outfit It's a dead-end Street, I play for keeps release Shots through your fleece, retreat, delete you from the crime spree Chorus Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight (2x) [overlaps entire Chorus] When you got beef wit one time-S.O.S When you standin on the front line-S.O.S n***as wanna steal your sunshine-S.O.S When it comes time to do or die-S.O.S For the five-oh that brutalize-S.O.S Before you try suicide-S.O.S [Street Life] Street chronicle, wise words by the abominable High honourable, rap quotable phenomenal Seniority kid, I speak for the minority Ghetto poverty f** the housing authority Not to be idolized, I deal wit grand larceny Money laundering, auto theft, and armed robbery 99 regiment torment your resident Street intelligence child, k**a Hill pedestrian s**er for love-a**, n***as catch a gay-bash Slim-Fast from the gun blast burner, I last The S-T-R, double E-T, own a Desert E Keep it closely, I feed off envy and foul energy Your best friend's your worst enemy Thug therapy until they bury me, it's do or die tonight Shoot out a street light, bleak life Aim at your windpipe, squeeze tight [Inspectah Deck] In the parking lot, parked in a dark spot The specialist wit one shot been at the drop Your Highness INS, darts catch your body Feds got me on watch with nothing yet to charge me I strike quick, movin on the night shift Rollin wit those who been the same likeness Where I come from the blast make your ears go numb Trust no one 'cause murderers range old to young And d**h don't discriminate, to choose your fate Shot wit hypodermic sword wit the trey-eight Gotta hold your weight, there's no escape from the mayhem I'm living for now but tryna make it to the a.m Creeping in the hallways, we always on barrow Calico crept close to over cash flow The neighbourhood watch, the skunks in my sock got me rocked But keep my eyes on the shot clock Chorus