Текст песни Ice-T - Retaliation
Ice-T - Retaliation слова песни
(Intro: Ice-T)Every year the same shit happensMore fuckin` funerals, dead homiesNiggas out here killin` each otherI don`t know whyAnd when it happens to youjust can`t turn the other fuckin` cheekGotta get back for your dead niggasYeah I`m caught up to(Ice-T)Sometimes I sit and wonderhow many motherfuckers gonna die this summerGunshots from the hummerNow the sawed-off riot pumps lead across your bedsThey said: "Mama, less you wouldn`t strike back"mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and then puts us to hellThey started it, there`s no way to mend it, we`ll end itMy crew`ll hit the matresses, G.O.D.Father style - all prepared to get buckwildHalf my niggas ball, other half ain`t got it allThey stay up at nights waitin` on a combat callDrinkin` hard liquor, smokin` mad loop and shitSo high, sometimes I even gotta load they clipsI ain`t mad at them though, they dumps the ammoin you, suspend you in here, hell yeahIt`s the time that the real niggas live for retaliationMove on `em, show, improve on `emAll you punk bitches just stand back and watchMe, I`m oilin` up the Heckler & GotchI gots no love, for them busters, who put the work inI can still see my fuckin` boys` body jerkin`I ran over to him, put my hand on his chestHole like an apple in the side of his neckHis eyes glanced up, his body jerked once moreThere`s nothin` else to do but to go to warSlide the hollow-tips in the chrome four-fourRoll down the windows, hang the heat out the doorCatch all the fuckin` bodies that I can tonightDouble-back on your bitch crew, broad daylight(Chorus: Ice-T)There`s no innocence allowed in these ghetto streetsGrab your guns, buck `em off, when ya hit your leakTell me what would you do if they killed your best friend?Could you keep your cool, would the wounds mend?If I said "peace", I`ll be a motherfuckin` liar("I`m lettin` off until my arms tired" - cut and scratched*)Retaliation(Ice-T)Been packin` straps so long I gots some permanent bruise in my legBetter that than deadNow it`s time to show you what I`m trained for in thisRally up the wolfpack-attack relentlessMake ya understand it was the wrong crew ya fuck withNow it`s on bitches, guys are darker than shitYou musta not a known when you fuckin` hit that dayOr maybe you di, you`re dyin` anywayAnd not just you, some of your familyTo tell you the truth any fuckin` body we seeYou might just wanna turn yourself into meTo save your hood pain of my crews` treacheryYou fucked up, we know who you are, where ya liveWe got your place ran up to a cop on the tickWe`ll hit your block so hard, you`ll swear it was an earthquakeSqueeze off the fully-auto, make your whole crib shakeI know you`re breathin` hard, livin` on your last dayOr maybe, you`re laughin`, thinkin` that you got awayI don`t give a fuck, I won`t sleepTill one of us lays me and my nigga That`s the fear of these triggersIf ya smart, ya probably make a break out of stateWe`ll just snatch your kid, grab your fuckin` bitch and waitI`ll catch ya down South, lay your ass out straightThere`s no where to run, it`s time to meet your makeYou got one chance, arm your whole damn crewI couldn`t stop my fuckin` niggas if I wanted to(Chorus: Ice-T)There`s no innocence allowed in these ghetto streetsGrab your guns, buck `em off, when ya hit your leakTell me what would you do if they killed your best friend?Could you keep your cool, would the wounds mend?If I said "peace", I`ll be a motherfuckin` liar("I`m lettin` off until my arms tired" - *cut and scratched*)Retaliation("Lettin` off until my arms tired" - *cut and scratched*)