Be Prepared Lyrics

Open up your eyes, watch me hypnotize with these rhymes

i disguise to make you realize, it's only I

The only one that ever gave a fuck about who put the hit's on

Chelsea King and Amber Dubois

You gotta be ready, everybody's going crazy up in this place

Gun shots being fired at an alarming rate in this place

You get traced, you get chased

That's only if you misplace your step's

Gotta be cautious of where you be steppin' around

In the Hood, in the block, in the street's of the town

Where the crooks and the cops all be roaming around

Is a Girl that they found in the Lake who'd been drowned, in the lake who'd been Drowned

Gotta be aware of what the Devil be Wishing

In this Hell Hole, you'll lose your Soul

And lose Control and slowly begin to fold

Collapsing at the sight of temptation will bring you this

Misery, Jealousy and Envy to name a few…

You gotta be aware of all the things your gonna do

Cuz you never know the Consequences

Might just get to you

You gotta Be Prepared

In this world that we live in

Where everybody's Sinnin'

Gotta find a way to be Winnin'

You gotta be aware

The gun shots will leave you brain dead

Find a way to stay alive keep it close that forty-five

You gotta Be Prepared

In this world that we live in

Where everybody's Sinnin'

Gotta find a way to be Winnin'

You gotta be aware

The gun shots will leave you brain dead

Find a way to stay alive keep it close that 45

Back in my day, you had to be quick on your feet

Or let competitor's eat, some meat, or treat

Or something sweet or they would bring the Heat

And you would have to Greet

Diablos and WestSide, were always on the front-lines to Death

Fighting over who be controlling the Meth

Who is a part of the mess…

Who to arrest, who are the one's who are Blessed

Who are the one's who are stressed

Who are the one's that are wearing no Bullet-Proof Vest

Protection is a Must in this city try to adjust

The dangers in every corner be careful in who you Trust

I find myself surrounded by Demon's in these Hidden Street's

Sleep Paralysis, I can't move within these bed sheet's

It's like I'm deceased, I can't jump

I can't run, I can't scream, I can't bite, I can't fight

I can't stand the fact that I can't move

I can't prove to you that I'm better than this

Thinking about the past, how long will I last?

Will they blast at me?, Label it casualty?

Will they laugh at me?

While I'm screaming Blasphemy

You gotta Be Prepared

In this world that we live in

Where everybody's Sinnin'

Gotta find a way to be Winnin'

You gotta be aware

The gun shots will leave you brain dead

Find a way to stay alive keep it close that forty-five

You gotta Be Prepared

In this world that we live in

Where everybody's Sinnin'

Gotta find a way to be Winnin'

You gotta be aware

The gun shots will leave you brain dead

Find a way to stay alive keep it close that forty-five

Don't lose your Soul, no, don't lose Control, no

Don't dig a hole, no, please just Smoke a Bowl

Relieve your mind from the stress, so you can be at your best

And be Blessed, just like Bob Marley with No Stress

Find a way to maintain your two kids and your wife

And your Life, with a Knife they will end your Life

"A coward dies a Thousand Death's a Soldier Dies but once"

I never thought that I'd be smoking Blunt's

But after my friend's passed away I had no choice

You're either involved in these street's or be deceased

In the Alley Creeks

The Soldier's run the street's in the night time

Lurking through the Shadow's of the Moonlight

Trying to find a way to Survive while they grip their nine's

Running away from Police upon these Street's

You'll never know who'll be Deceased

That's why I Smoke Weed to find Peace in these Street's

Cuz you never know the Consequences might just get to You

You gotta Be Prepared

In this world that we live in

Where everybody's Sinnin'

Gotta find a way to be Winnin'

You gotta be aware

The gun shots will leave you brain dead

Find a way to stay alive keep it close that forty-five

You gotta Be Prepared

In this world that we live in

Where everybody's Sinnin'

Gotta find a way to be Winnin'

You gotta be aware

The gun shots will leave you brain dead

Find a way to stay alive keep it close that forty-five