Lyrics

Ya best come correct! Ya best come correct! Ya best come correct! Step correct! 818 on the map psychological mind trap Step to a fool and I'll bet he's got a gat Paranoia principle has got us strippin' so Three dot lifestyle has got us running hell of miles It's all that we know, it's all that we do, seen and done So many homicides we thinking it's right fool My brothers down to slay me daily cyco sickness within us - damn it's getting rough I will survive! I must survive y'all! I will survive! I must survive y'all! I will survive! I must survive y'all! Life on the line I said keep on breathing! 'Ya Best come correct! 'Ya Best come correct! 'Ya Best come correct! What's up dog? Don't numb yourself because this is a hell Wicked one! Wicked one out for self Not only in L.A., but it's jumping off worldwide From L.A. to Belfast to genocide at "wayside." And if killing my brother means survival then I'll take this bullet with all of the love of my soul You can call me a punk but I ain't givin' up Solid givin' my life see! Whatever the cost may be? Juice, Coke, Yeska, Heroin, Doses Making fools-snap now I got to live around that! I will survive! I must survive y'all! I will survive! I must survive y'all! I will survive! I must survive y'all! Life on the line I said keep on breathing! The worst kind of man kills his brother! God help us!