Dirty Deeds Woodie

[Verse 1: Shadow]

[Chorus: x2]
This pressure's got me stressing never confessin' my crimes
These secret dirty deedz feed these questions in my mind
In time will I feel the repercussions of my guilty sins
Does the Bible speak the truth now that my punishment begins?

[Verse 2: Lil Los]
Yoc what? Your Glock what? Yeah you better take a shot punk
Cause ain't no turning back when you flaunt your strap
Leave your cap peeled when I dump chump
When the funk jumps, gotta be on my toes
Ammunition dishing out in rows
Keep foes in check with effect when I rip their neck
When I let loose hoe
Deuce-0 block props got cops on our jocks
But popping shots will not stop
Slap a scrap off the map when I tap his back when I blast a black chop
Aftershock liquefies my brain and mary jane invades my veins
To maintain and hang when I gang-bang
Inflict pain when I sprinkle grains, cane drain
Coats my throat when I off choke smoke
Approach the roach til it's all she wrote
Smoke dope and rap twist caps and try to cope with rats backstabbing folks
That's why I stay high off dosher, remain a Yoc town soldier
Exposure to shady times gots my mind anti-sober
Gotta stay blazed in theses crazed days
Hazed by norte ways it's not a phase
Steady amazed on how things changed-rearranged but it ain't no thang
Still hang and claim with my real folks
It's fucked up cause I gotta kill folks
Hit your block with a chop and peel throats
Blast with a mask and let these skills show
Let me fell your repents when I let thirty do you dirty
Folks wanna battle us, gotta handle this, it's scandalous for Shirley
That girly got me numb for 781 redrum
Ain't no fun trying to shun my gun when the sights tight up on your lungs
Pump your chest with an SKS and bless your dome with a tre-eight chrome
Murder zone created, stated when the funk is on