Police all on my dick like I shot somebody   'Cause of these big ass lips and I rock my locks knotty   Life is getting hectic, Tupac got shot in the nuts   You saw cops was corrupt when Rodney King got fucked up      With friends like these who needs enemies   Constantly harassing, filling up my nuts like a Klansman   Snatching up a nigga for nuttin' I heard bad guys wear black   So I guess I'm the motherfucking villain      Under pressure, they got me under pressure   What's your name, your address and phone number?   Your occupation come down to the station   There's been a robbery, they claim a nigga fit the description      It can't be so I slides out on 'em   In ninety-five you gotta catch a nigga, if you want him   One to three and five to ten   Bullies in blue suits, son, with automatic weapons   I'm stressed, ready to blow up somethin'   The beast keep frontin', invasion      In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion, in-in-invasion      I was forced into a life of crime   Career criminal, now my career is crime   My mind is in a fucked up state   A brainwashed state is the black man's fate, in the ground   Or locked down upstate      When I was young I used to shoot for the stars   But got shot down by demons in patrol cars   Stars good cop, bad cop, stick up the crack spot   The Ave won't get hot till one of their crew gets shot   Ask, Larry Davis how much they took      Cops and crooks but who's the crooks?   Take a nigga to jail, make bail, guilty or innocent   The system gets ten percent, frontin' like you're doin' somethin'   But you ain't sayin' nothin', invasion      In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion, in-in-invasionn   In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion      Come up in my cipher best believe I'ma dip on that ass   Beast-boy, I'm professional heart of the ghetto raised   In the ways of thugs, dodgin' slugs, takin' slugs      Driving stolen automobiles, skills fantastical   Living life on the edge it's dramatic, mad drama   I'm a fanatic, adrenalin addict   Getaway car, stick shift or automatic      Where's my crew at? You got your crew scopin'   For a nigga up and down the Ave, it makes me laugh   Eat my nuts, eat my dust   I won't spend the night locked up or in handcuffs      'Cuz in the concrete jungle, I got the right stuff   Smooth operator, pilot and navigator   Break out from oppression   My mission to escape, the invasion      In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion, in-in-invasionn   In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion