_____________________________________________________________________________ part of Body Count CORNER | http://ooo.square7.net/bodycount/ _____________________________________________________________________________ 6 'N The Morning Six in the morning, police at my door Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor Out my back window, I made my escape Didn't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music, but happy cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Got a knot in my pocket, weighing at least a grand Gold on my neck, my pistol is closed in hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard Hip-Hop beats But just living in the city is a serious task Didn't know what the cops wanted, didn't have time to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! Seen my homeboys cooling way way out Told them about my morning, cold bugged them out Shot a little dice until my knees got sore Kicked around some stories about the night before Possed to the corner where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started acting silly, simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies, said we all weren't shit As we walked over to her, whore continued to speak So we beat the bitch down in the goddamn street But just living in the city is a serious task Bitch didn't know what hit her, didn't have time to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! Continued clocking freaks with the man's posteriors Rolling in the Blazer with the Louie interior Solid gold, the ride was raw, bust a left turn was on Crenshaw Sean E Sean was the driver, known to give freaks hell Had a beeper going off like the high school bell Looked in the mirror, what do we see? Fucking blue lights L.A.P.D. Pigs searched our car, their day was made Found an uzi, .44 and a Handgranade Threw us in the county, high powered block No freaks to see, no beats to rock Didn't want trouble but the shit must fly Squabbled with this sucker, shanked him in the eye But living in the county is a serious task Nigga didn't know what happened, didn't have time to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! Back on the streets after five and a deuce Seven years later, but still had the juice My homeboy Hen Gee, put me up on the track Told me E's rolling Villain, BJs has got the sack Bruce is a giant, Nat C's clocking Dough B-Bop's a pimp, my old freak's a whore The Batterram's rolling, rocks are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowly and Hen had to grin He said: Man you're out early we thought you got ten Opened up his safe, kicked me down with cold cash Knew I would get busy, he didn't waste time to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! I bought a Benz with the money, the rest went on clothes Went to the strip, started pimping the whores My hair had grew long, on my seven year stay And when I got it done, on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint, but fly to my heart I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start Out with my crew, and some punks got loud Shot gun blasts, echoed through the crowd Six punks hit, two punks died All casualties were applied to their side Human Lives had to pass, just for talking much trash We didn't know who they were, no one had time to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! Swat team leader yelled hit the floor Reached in my pocket pulled my .44 Dove across the room, peeped out the window Twenty cops jumped behind the Pinto Out the back door like some damn track stars Broke down an alley jumped into a car Suckers didn't even see us, they must've been blind Black wire touched red, the car was mine We hadn't done nothing but some suckers got shot Hit the first turn goddamn road blocked Broke through the block and we did it fast Cops would shot us on sight, they wouldn't took time to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! The rollers gave chase at a serious speed One more conviction was all I need This shit was for real, this was no La-Di-Da-Di Cause the boys had to pin the shit on somebody And me and my crew, we were known to get ill We carried heat for protection but not to kill We bust a corner doing 60; one police car spun And all I was thinking, was murder one Bust a move into an alley and did it right And me and my crew, we're gone into the night Broke to my old ladies, who drew me a bath She didn't even know what happened, didn't care, didn't ask Word!! Word!! Word!! We made love like crazy on top of the sheets This girlie was my worldly, a natural freak She ran her tongue over each and every part of me Then she rocked my Amadeus while I watched TV A technician with a mission, that's what she was If there had been a crowd, she would've got an applause This girl did everything on earth to me that could be done The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't come Then she cold got stupid, pushed me on the floor Had me begging to stop, while I was screaming for more After she waxed by body, she let me crash She knew her loving was deaf, she didn't waste time to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! Up the next morning, feeling good as hell Sleeping with a girlie, sure beats a cell Hit the boulevard in my A.M.G. Whores catching whiplash, trying to glimpse the T Ring on my mobile yes cellular Got to have a phone when I'm in my car Was my homeboy Red, some say he's insane Broke his bitch jaw for smoking cane Told me to meet him at the Airport Said he's jumping bail, said he just left court Caught the first thing smoking in a serious dash He didn't know where we was going, didn't care, didn't ask Word!! Word!! Word!! Fell asleep on the plane and so did he Woke up chilling in N.Y.C. Called on my posse, when I got there Hit the Latin Quarter, in Union Square Rooftop Devil's Nest, the rest we passed Back doored the Palladium, just for class About 4:00 AM, we crashed the deuce We never catch static cause my boys got juice Deuced it to the Bronx, to rest our heads Where a shoot out jumped off, nine people lay dead It sounded like it happened with a Mac 10 Blast But it was six in the morning, we didn't wake up to ask Word!! Word!! Word!! Word!! Word!! Word!!