Lyrics

[Intro: Blaze] You are now about to witness the recreation of street knowledge [Verse 1: Blaze, Anybody Killa] Straight outta Detroit, crazy motherfucker named Blaze Back from the dead, cover story on the front page When I'm jackin', I got a Mack-10 Squeeze the trigger for criminals in action Which one of y'all wanna fuck with me? The police are gonna have to come and get me We stompin' yo ass, bitch I ain't goin' out All you suckers, ain't nobody showin' out ****** wanna set trip, try and talk shit Cold cock yo' ass and leave you with yo' wigsplit Goin' off on any bitch like that With a gat, that's pointed at your dome So give it up, sucker I'm down with Anybody, Drive-By, motherfucker! Here's a murder rap to keep ya dancin' Down with the Family, like Charles Manson Chrome throwaway is the mothafuckin' tool Don't make me act a mothafuckin' fool Me and you can go toe to toe, no maybe On the corner, strapped, slangin' rocks daily And turned weekly, monthly, and yearly All the thugs in the hood represent me 'Cause I'm down with a capital D-E-T Bitch, you can't fuck with me When I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck Ya Dead Homie, still crazy as fuck Mashin' on you bitches, I think you get the point Eastside, motherfucker, comin' straight outta Detroit [Verse 2: Anybody Killa, Blaze] Straight outta Detroit, the name is Anybody Killa Every bitch I choke, yo, my rep gets bigger I'm a thug motherfucker, and you know this But you playa hatin' bitches better never ever show this I don't give a fuck, I make my cheese Middle finger in the air screamin' "Fuck the police!" Straight servin', we call a cop car, jackin' Run your donuts, your guns, and your badges Shoot a motherfucker in a minute Find some hood rat pussy and go up in it (Hell yeah) So if you at a show, in the front row I'ma call you a bitch if yo' ass ain't a juggalo Bitches gettin' mad, bitches ain't shit You bitches and hoes can eat a muthafuckin' dick I'm a crazy motherfucker from the streets With them thug ass lyrics and them thug ass beats Anybody controls the automatic So any punk motherfucker who start static With my dead homie, or by myself Every time, I pull the AK off the shelf (Motherfucker) Security is maximum, and that's a law K-I-double-L-A, and I'm raw (Yeah) Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' villain Stand in my way and you're witnessin' a killin' Creepin' up without a clue (What) And once you in the scope, yo' ass is through (Bitch) So bitch, you better get a grip 'Cause Anybody Killa's on a gangsta tip Straight outta Detroit! [Verse 3: Blaze, Anybody Killa] Straight outta Detroit, it's the brother that'll strangle your mother (Hell yeah) And make your sister wear a rubber (Bitch) Dangerous, motherfucker raising hell Bitch, I can't be caught, fuck jail See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem I see a motherfuckin' pig, I don't dodge 'em I'm smart, lay low, creep around When I seen the punk pass, gun 'em down [?] kinda funny, the attitude, show a sucker drivin' Don't know where the fuck they going, just rollin' Lookin' for the one they call Blaze The gang sees me, always got a 12 gauge (Bitch) Dead man, never seen like a shadow in the dark Except when I unload You see, I'm past the point of hesitation Pistol whipping motherfuckers gone all up in they face and When we see the sirens, we jettin' Leaving memories no one will be forgettin' But what about the rat who got shot? Fuck her! You think I give a damn about a rat? I ain't a sucker This is the autobiography Of Anybody Killa! Bitch, fuck with our street You get shot down by them thug D town motherfuckers Take it in the mouth, suckers Straight outta Detroit