I'm like a loaded f**kin weapon

My style is wild

And you been checkin me out for miles now

F**k the red and blue lights

I'm ducking the f**k out cause my heaters under my seat

The city is on fire and we got no time to breathe

Takin the whip in the back of this b***h just to see what's in that trunk

Got a couple of rocks in the side of my socks

Gonna slang them to that punk

And if I got that mic control then you know what's up

So get your lights out and light those mother f**kers up

Put your guns down put your guns down

There's a riot in the streets can't you hear the sound

So put your lights up

Now just light them up

Rude boy knows what's what

Gonna smoke them up

I'm a weapon of a*s destruction

Threat of a mass corruption

Ever since a little kid

The center of class discussion

They yellin at the top their lungs

Homie where you from

The corner of heaven and hell

Southern California

I'll never die in this world

But I'll probably get killed

The fall won't ever hurt

But the landing it will

So I glide

To the bottom of the cup

So lets fly

A lil higher light em up

Smoke fills the air As I choke from all this pressure

Tension so thick getting hard for me to measure

Treasure flows from the rich to the richer

You get the picture fingers on the trigger

It's gonna snap and then slap you with some scripture

We out here and the hole is getting bigger

Can't you see All of this oppression

The Youth in the ghettos filling with aggression