Showdown Lyrics

Showdown lyrics

Run around downtown, cliques throw down in the mix
clowns and infinite showdowns
battle grounds all break downs; worldÆs upside down
Making wicked smiles wicked frowns, we get down 
with our own gangster sound
static kingdoms break you and your manhood shallow
with shanks of venom metal
rattle f**kinÆ snakes IÆm as high as the stakes
quarter ounce of weed to the head no breaks home wait
street wars we get in them
furious fist on my wrist is gonna get them and you

out of frictions comes static causing mad panic
on the streets, the dramatic battles increase
we see more wars, less peace, weÆre even fighting police
resulting, theyÆre biggest enemies
lifestyles of the criminal be wild
you wanna see more action, hold up wait a while
fist crash giants clash
putting on the face of the devil mask doing brain bash

Course:
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos æbout to throw down
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos æbout to throw down

Watch out, look out, look out, watch out
for the showdown, you better slow down
give me fifty feet or better
keep your eye on the barrel of the beretta
the lead cominÆ to wetÆcha
spread your body parts all over the continent
iÆm a dominant mothaf**ka, but youÆre the opposite
turn around put your hands on the side
are you aligned by the sunshine on your gun
the outcome: youÆre just another one soul
flyinÆ into the heavens hit by the æ57
ass end scrapping, illuminating the whole block
they all flock in anticipation
 
youÆre getting rolled by the dayton
now i see your hand shaking
you want our of this situation

Course:
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos æbout to throw down
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos æbout to throw down

Images of war weapons the psycho presence
blood wettens, stains the curb where youÆre steppinÆ
deadly groundÆs the home of all showdowns
come into my kingdom , sirens rattle eardrums
it ainÆt one on one no more, itÆ gun on gun
bullets take the place of fists so whatÆs the outcome 
crazy wars, severe scars
if youÆre just like me, youÆre defending whatÆs yours
taking no loss

weÆre heavy duty like tanks
this is my two chrome shanks
criminal styles point blank
you think my music is crazy like tony montana
fumando marijuana con santana tomorrow
i might not be alive, so i wanna bring all the enemyÆs sorrow
i rock the block with the music maniac
tar back locos seekinÆ that warpath
why donÆt punks be legit, they ell bring havoc in their head
a psycho one will shoot them dead
thatÆs the fundamental to a f**ked up mental
now you got a gun, your lifeÆs a psycho realm
my strategy assault battery
runninÆ through your neighborhood in cliques of three
smokinÆ in the battlegrounds on wild streets
and wild showdowns, enemy take a look around

Course:
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos æbout to throw down
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos æbout to throw down