Knock ’Em Off

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Like every black youth, you know I want money Should I get some crack and go slip up on a C'? Nah! I know a kid named "E", who drives a black Z He's got the most dope and he's got the most c' And if I get this nigga, my life is surely straight I'm dressin' all black, I got the .3-8 I know he's not aware, because he always slippin' And plus he likes hangin' out with ladies on the weekend But let's do it right, let's plan this at my crib We can't make no mistakes 'cause I'm not trying to do a bid Okay, the shit is on, tonight it's all illegal We're about four deep in the rented black Regal I know where he live, just look for the car Oh, we can hit the city park, they're right in front of the bar Now girlie's baby sweating, like riding on his knee Just one night, that's all, he went to sleep with little E I put my sister on him, she's down to set him up She knows to stay low because we're coming to wet him up He came out the bar with my sister in his arms He fronting for the brothers, flexing with his car alarms He drove up, but he didn't know he's being tailed By three crazy niggas with the psycho M-E-L He pulled up to the house, I laid out, white mansion I'm ready to kick the door in, go off like Charles Manson My boy B.U.D. climbed up in the tree and I walked up to the window, so I can look and see and My sister already stabbed him, she watched the nigga bleed I busted through the door, she said, "I noticed 50 G's", "It's in a secret door" She said it's locked up in his safe, I found his loot Let's execute, now let's blow up the place Now he's still bleeding, but he's not dead I cocked the .38, put it right next to his head I had to think it over before I pulled the trigger I got nothing to lose, I'm a nothing-ass nigga [Hook] Knock 'em off Mel!, knock 'em off Mel! Yo, if I kill this nigga, I will have the clientele Knock 'em off Mel!, knock 'em off Mel! Yo, I don't give a fuck, I'm broke as hell, I might as well Knock 'em off Mel!... (Gunshots) [Scratch Break: Sample from Joe Tex - I Gotcha] [Verse 2] Who's the town thug? Who's the talk of the town? They say it's the kid that's been beatin' niggas down Everybody knows I'm the most clientele My name rings bells on the H-I-double-L But this guy named Neil, not even from the hill They said he used to be a bully out in Monroeville He crushed a nigga's throat, yeah, with his bare hands And walked through the rally of the Ku Klux Klan Okay, man, he's hard, you know, I hear his shit But I gotta flex with him, 'cause he's in my district One night I caught him steppin', walking through my section I snuck him with the right, then I dropped him with the left end He wasn't knocked out, he pulled out his weapon (Three gunshots) Oh, it's time for Armageddon, it must have been a miracle Every shot missed, I pulled out the Ruger I hit him in his hips, I have no remorse 'Cause he tried to kill me, now I'm looking at life in a penitentiary [Hook] Knock 'em off Mel!, knock 'em off Mel! Yo, if I kill this nigga, I will have the clientele Knock 'em off Mel!, knock 'em off Mel! He would've killed me, oh, what the fuck, I might as well Knock 'em off Mel!... (Gunshots) Come on... [Scratch Break: Sample from Joe Tex - I Gotcha]