Short Eyes Camp Lo

[Geechi]
We’s about to bust you down with the sugar love taste
The diamond shake the ground but it’s only Geechi Grace
War chief wanna bring it, I told 'em it’s your world
Coolie high is life and Stony Walk’s.. forever
It’s the Jungle Brown shit that got your whole block buzzing
We picking out the fro’s, my disciple camp is coming
Got the bars going hand 'cos I’m living like a solider
But not a toy soldier because the Lo’ers never play

[Cheeba]
Yeah, dom cats smoking from the flash, better dig it
Brown honey keep the nappy fro – never pick it
El Dorado red, bang 'em in the head, leave 'em spinning
Diamonds hit the bricks, making flicks, and we grinning
On the candy ass – beechin’ on the stash that he losing
Double chins running whole camps, and we cruising
To the Jungle Jam, call it boogie down if you wanna
Back to the sugar shack – step – be a gonna

[Geechi (Cheeba)]
Your A-style nada lows out
With the burner on your block and, weighted cotton
I'm 'bout to set it, check the method, It’s just the Geechi
Running terror, now and ever, that’s how I see it
I’m about to bring it to you sweeter, what’s the word?
(Jitterbug’s gonna bring it)
Yeah, that’s the word
So let’s take it to the bricks, that’s where we at
Got the jungle hand thriller
But where you at?