[b-real]   Lost dreams of innocence long past   Through time memories burn and fade like ash   Through the crosswinds through the crosiers   Let the bullet strike   Through the teflon and on and in   Feel me penatrate the skin   So I could travel unravel the whole in your shell   I'm gonna send you straight to hell   Now your lifeless God bless your soul and lay to rest   It's useless I go through the west chest cavity   Area let them bury your shell deep in the earth   Where you dwell in your wooden cells      [jacken]   Gang insigina splits your familia   Let me break it down mira   You're slaying mothafuckas that look loke you do   Dying off slowly is the only rule   In this rate chase, crews choose paper chase   Almost always illegal, regals and banbidos   Coverment tactics pack this street with plastic   Dreams and fantasies of getting paid drastic   But most get blasted all you fanatics   Out for cheese and g's cease dramatics      [mr. duke]   In this chapter, we're gonna define   Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies   And we die faster then we multiply      [jacken]   Bullets pierce through sky like a storm   You're warned and if it hails you die   Assassins passing through your block blasting action   Dust gets kicked up in violent fashion   Trigger men get figured in   Solitary cages through the ages   We've been taken for by the other side   They split usup in cliques and pitch the homicide   They use, divide and conquer, they no longer will survive   Supply the guns and ammo, then watch the color die      [b-real]   Bullets are on a mission   To search and destroy   No names attached just convoys   Deployed on your team   You wanna scheme dreams of material vision   My squadron of 36 is on a mission   And I'm on you like flies on shit   And I got back up with 36 more in the clip   As I come to expand and change dimensions   My philosophy becomes high with bad intentions   It s a vengeance   Like bees to the hive   Strive to stay alive and live through the drive-by      [mr. duke]   Who really remembers the blastin'?    Five minutes of crossfire, action   Two sides fight in the night   And thousands of nameless bullets   Fly by, aimless   In your direction   Making rivals die on occasion   Yeah enemies muthafucka   Take in all of my steel, bleed   Hot metal get thrown away   On the streets of l.a. as I run away   In this chapter, we're gonna define   Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies   And we die faster then we multiply