Song | Late Model Sedan |
Artist | Masta Ace |
Album | SlaughtaHouse |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[...i think underground is | |
Whatever, your mood or your feelings might be at the time | |
So long as it's the truth... truth... truth...] | |
Verse one: | |
I could tell the pimped-est story | |
About street homicide, and make it sound gory | |
Cause you know, shit be happenin everyday | |
And then on the weekends twice as much shit comes into play | |
So i better watch my back or | |
I might get caught up, in a fuckin crack war | |
So i use the back door, cause the front ain't safe | |
Seven different brothers got stuck and i don't wanna be the eighth | |
Don't make no sense | |
Walkin through my own neighborhood i feel tense | |
Don't wanna carry no gun | |
Cause the cops be stoppin us, and pattin us down just for fun | |
So, the only protection i got | |
Is my smitties, but how many kids get shot | |
Fuckin that throw up your hands shit | |
And fight like a man but he don't get to land shit | |
Not one punch, the only hit | |
Was when his head hit the concrete, got knocked clean off his feet | |
Got a lot of blood on they shoes | |
But they got that rolex, and jumped in the cruise | |
Late model sedan, either blue or black | |
Was the only description, no plates in the back | |
I know one thing, they ain't from around here | |
But what block would dare to come down here | |
Stickin up shit, must be new jacks | |
Trying to get a rep, they better watch they backs *echoes* | |
[...they better watch they backs *gets steadily louder*] | |
[guess what happened to me when i was wa-walk-wah-walkin down the street] | |
They better watch they backs! | |
Verse two: | |
Cause my man shiloh, is out on the prowl | |
With some east medina, brothers that's foul | |
Lookin to protect, the streets that our mothers | |
Have to walk on, from black young brothers | |
It's bad enough, that if i walk through a white | |
Neighborhood, that, i gotta be prepared for a fight | |
Why should i be scared of the dark? | |
Scared on a brother that be lurkin in the park | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood | |
But someone's always up to no good | |
Niggaz ain't never gonna make no progress | |
Killin one another, but you know i guess | |
I'm feelin thirsty, i'm goin to the store | |
If anybody calls, i went to the store! | |
["walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block" -- scarface] | |
["walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block"] | |
Verse three: | |
Well it's quiet on the block tonight | |
Everything is peaceful, i'm feelin alright | |
Yo there go dino, and little jamar | |
And yo that must be, a stolen car | |
I think they see me, they puttin up the two | |
Fingers meaning peace, then check what they do | |
Come pullin up in an eighty-three deuce and | |
Jump out the car and start producin | |
Automatic handguns, both of them got one | |
Some kid in the backseat sticks out a shotgun | |
It can't be, but i guess it can | |
That i know the kids in the black sedan | |
*gunshots fire* | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood... | |
Why should i be scared of the dark? | |
["say fuck it put a cap in a nigga" -- scarface] | |
["this type of sh-shi-shit it happens eve-eve-everyday" -- slick rick] | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood (repeat 8x) |
... i think underground is | |
Whatever, your mood or your feelings might be at the time | |
So long as it' s the truth... truth... truth... | |
Verse one: | |
I could tell the pimpedest story | |
About street homicide, and make it sound gory | |
Cause you know, shit be happenin everyday | |
And then on the weekends twice as much shit comes into play | |
So i better watch my back or | |
I might get caught up, in a fuckin crack war | |
So i use the back door, cause the front ain' t safe | |
Seven different brothers got stuck and i don' t wanna be the eighth | |
Don' t make no sense | |
Walkin through my own neighborhood i feel tense | |
Don' t wanna carry no gun | |
Cause the cops be stoppin us, and pattin us down just for fun | |
So, the only protection i got | |
Is my smitties, but how many kids get shot | |
Fuckin that throw up your hands shit | |
And fight like a man but he don' t get to land shit | |
Not one punch, the only hit | |
Was when his head hit the concrete, got knocked clean off his feet | |
Got a lot of blood on they shoes | |
But they got that rolex, and jumped in the cruise | |
Late model sedan, either blue or black | |
Was the only description, no plates in the back | |
I know one thing, they ain' t from around here | |
But what block would dare to come down here | |
Stickin up shit, must be new jacks | |
Trying to get a rep, they better watch they backs echoes | |
... they better watch they backs gets steadily louder | |
guess what happened to me when i was wawalkwahwalkin down the street | |
They better watch they backs! | |
Verse two: | |
Cause my man shiloh, is out on the prowl | |
With some east medina, brothers that' s foul | |
Lookin to protect, the streets that our mothers | |
Have to walk on, from black young brothers | |
It' s bad enough, that if i walk through a white | |
Neighborhood, that, i gotta be prepared for a fight | |
Why should i be scared of the dark? | |
Scared on a brother that be lurkin in the park | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood | |
But someone' s always up to no good | |
Niggaz ain' t never gonna make no progress | |
Killin one another, but you know i guess | |
I' m feelin thirsty, i' m goin to the store | |
If anybody calls, i went to the store! | |
" walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block" scarface | |
" walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block" | |
Verse three: | |
Well it' s quiet on the block tonight | |
Everything is peaceful, i' m feelin alright | |
Yo there go dino, and little jamar | |
And yo that must be, a stolen car | |
I think they see me, they puttin up the two | |
Fingers meaning peace, then check what they do | |
Come pullin up in an eightythree deuce and | |
Jump out the car and start producin | |
Automatic handguns, both of them got one | |
Some kid in the backseat sticks out a shotgun | |
It can' t be, but i guess it can | |
That i know the kids in the black sedan | |
gunshots fire | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood... | |
Why should i be scared of the dark? | |
" say fuck it put a cap in a nigga" scarface | |
" this type of shshishit it happens eveeveeveryday" slick rick | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood repeat 8x |
... i think underground is | |
Whatever, your mood or your feelings might be at the time | |
So long as it' s the truth... truth... truth... | |
Verse one: | |
I could tell the pimpedest story | |
About street homicide, and make it sound gory | |
Cause you know, shit be happenin everyday | |
And then on the weekends twice as much shit comes into play | |
So i better watch my back or | |
I might get caught up, in a fuckin crack war | |
So i use the back door, cause the front ain' t safe | |
Seven different brothers got stuck and i don' t wanna be the eighth | |
Don' t make no sense | |
Walkin through my own neighborhood i feel tense | |
Don' t wanna carry no gun | |
Cause the cops be stoppin us, and pattin us down just for fun | |
So, the only protection i got | |
Is my smitties, but how many kids get shot | |
Fuckin that throw up your hands shit | |
And fight like a man but he don' t get to land shit | |
Not one punch, the only hit | |
Was when his head hit the concrete, got knocked clean off his feet | |
Got a lot of blood on they shoes | |
But they got that rolex, and jumped in the cruise | |
Late model sedan, either blue or black | |
Was the only description, no plates in the back | |
I know one thing, they ain' t from around here | |
But what block would dare to come down here | |
Stickin up shit, must be new jacks | |
Trying to get a rep, they better watch they backs echoes | |
... they better watch they backs gets steadily louder | |
guess what happened to me when i was wawalkwahwalkin down the street | |
They better watch they backs! | |
Verse two: | |
Cause my man shiloh, is out on the prowl | |
With some east medina, brothers that' s foul | |
Lookin to protect, the streets that our mothers | |
Have to walk on, from black young brothers | |
It' s bad enough, that if i walk through a white | |
Neighborhood, that, i gotta be prepared for a fight | |
Why should i be scared of the dark? | |
Scared on a brother that be lurkin in the park | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood | |
But someone' s always up to no good | |
Niggaz ain' t never gonna make no progress | |
Killin one another, but you know i guess | |
I' m feelin thirsty, i' m goin to the store | |
If anybody calls, i went to the store! | |
" walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block" scarface | |
" walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block" | |
Verse three: | |
Well it' s quiet on the block tonight | |
Everything is peaceful, i' m feelin alright | |
Yo there go dino, and little jamar | |
And yo that must be, a stolen car | |
I think they see me, they puttin up the two | |
Fingers meaning peace, then check what they do | |
Come pullin up in an eightythree deuce and | |
Jump out the car and start producin | |
Automatic handguns, both of them got one | |
Some kid in the backseat sticks out a shotgun | |
It can' t be, but i guess it can | |
That i know the kids in the black sedan | |
gunshots fire | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood... | |
Why should i be scared of the dark? | |
" say fuck it put a cap in a nigga" scarface | |
" this type of shshishit it happens eveeveeveryday" slick rick | |
I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood repeat 8x |