Must be the chronic that got these nigga thinkin they bionic   They better get the hell of that gin and tonic   Bring the blues, I shatter and batter crews   Can't lose, don't snooze on the 30 shot   Who's on my my hip when I leave my residence   Get me fed I spit lead and leave u dead like presidents   Shit is silly, bust the sequel   I'm runnin from the cops and still gotta watch for my own people   Stress leads me down the path of redrum   Smart enough get some mad enough take some   Want some, need some, fuck around and bleed some   Don't get dumb, I'll beat that ass like a drum   Hostility is buildin on a daily basis   Sick of all the nonsense save the mean faces, I ain't scared   Of you   My glock erases wrinkles leavin expressions of pain   Can't think with a bullet in your f'n brain   I hop skip and jump bail   I ain't goin upstate again   I'm in the alley hidin in a garbage pail   Peep the style of the runaway child   Livin wild, poppin stick like noon now   Ooh child, things ain't gettin no easier   My hair is gettin peazier, I'm lovin it don't worry   Be nappy on the regular, live long and prosper   Get yours, love your mom, safe sex, etc...   The streets are filled with temptaion and madd sin   The last thing we need is saint ives   Suicide on the rise, everybody think they uzi weighs a tonne   Shit's gettin hectic, too much redrum      Chorus (x3)      Everybody wan heaven, them not wan dead   Redrum      99 bottles of beer on the wall all u need is 2 niggas   To drink them all   And start illin, think about killin a villain on your way to hell, where sa-tan dwell   Can't tell who's good or bad   Who's got love, or who's jealous   Who's sceamin, who's the angel   Who's the demon, who's the nigga fiendin   Mass confusion over illusions, brothers cruisin   With the shotty, la de da de, they came to party   Ready to lick shots like lollipops   On blocks it's hot, anybody can get shot even cops   When it rains it pours, bullets have no names   It puts a strain on my brain, as I try to maintain   It's drivin me crazy but I can walk from here   I feel close to insane, I gots no fear   My mental is scrambled like eggs   It fucks me up, everytime I see a black man when he begs   Washin windows, tap dancin, prancin, struttin   Most of the time people give his ass nuttin!   A quarter here, a quarter there, now u know why we murda   Bein homeless, to me is unheard of   I'll do whatever I gotta do   And if I get locked then I got 3 hots and cot true   But jail cells are full with niggas, every day   Mayday, they're gotta be a better way   To make it is easy, to keep it is the hard shit   U need some lessons to move on up like the jefferson's   Some aim teks to get respect, where rolex'   Drive a phat lex around the projects   Flexin and plexin until they catch a dum-dum slug   Shit is bugged on the streets, too much redrum      Chorus (x6)      Everybody wan heaven... heaven....   Redrum