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letra de all hell breakin loose - evil mind gangsta's

[intro: big syke]
it’s about mothaf-cking time
haha
puttin’ the pressure down
from the underground

[verse 1: big syke]
out the h-ll pits of inglewood i’m here
finally mothaf-cka the scene is clear
ak-47 and sawed off gauge
evil mind gangsta’s hittin front page
column what you write but it’s gonna be a overflow
twenty dead bodies in a trunk of a tempo
serial k!ller with no d-mn mercy
a lot of mothaf-ckas would love to curse me
’cause i’m too god d-mned mothaf-ckin’ hard
and pullin’ n-ggas ho cards
i done mo’ sh-t than you’ll ever see
just a k!lla in our community
from now until my last day
i’ll be sendin’ n-ggas to they graves
’cause the tеc-9 in the city got me juiced
so gеt ready mothaf-cka ’cause the sh-t is breakin’ loose

[verse 2: domino]
i’m mobbin’ down crenshaw headed for a [?]
bout to put my nine is somebody’s mouth
strapped with an uzi i can’t be stopped
one of the homies in the hood just got shot
i’m evil and somebody’s gonna get it
i’m hidin’ in a bush waitin’ for the paramedics
got homegirl waitin’ in again
askin’ me “when will all this bullsh-t end?”
i look her in the eyes say i’m hard to find
can you help me? i’m possessed with a mothaf-ckin’ evil mind
n-ggas wanna get me, but i gotta get ’em first
drive by shootin’ lead me closer to a he-rs-
smoke me mothaf-cka, put me in my grave
i can’t take it no more, i feel like a slave
’cause i’m runnin’ out of money, runnin’ out of juice
one time bomb tickin’… all h-ll breakin’ loose
[verse 3: mental illness]
all h-ll breakin’ loose on the imperial scene
tec-9 on the line as i do this thing
if you break you get cracked fool don’t look back
got the rampage name written across my hat
now i’m here to let you know, with this def ass blow
as it’s time to go, rampage and psycho
who am i? huh, i guess i’m headed your way
i’m walkin’ up to you with a loaded ak
all h-ll’s still throwin’ as i enter the block
[?] street loc and my hands on the glock
i stand in a pose as i hold my own
dome for the chrome, blast out the palm
all h-ll young homie it’s k!ll or get shot
and the heat from my heater is makin’ things hot
will i live today and live in sorrow
or will i get lucky and die tomorrow?

[verse 3: big syke]
92 the riot and lootin’ but i was the mothaf-cker shootin’
cops and firemens and paramedics
i was tryna make the sh-t get hectic
’cause rodney king ain’t felt sh-t
since 13 i’ve been gettin’ my ass kicked
by those punk ass f-ckin’ police
i was plannin’ to k!ll the chief
had the whole d-mn city in fear
j-p’s packin’ up they gettin’ the h-ll out of here
n-ggas have mo’ power than we think
act a fool and the city is on the blink
l.a. shut down for seventy-two hours
now who got the f-ckin’ power?
for once all n-ggas stayed down
so all h-ll’s breakin’ loose on the underground
[outro: big syke]
so that’s how i’m comin’ at you whack ass mothaf-ckas
crooked ass cops, paid off judges
and you mothaf-ckin’ scandalous ass b-tches -laughter-
and you n-ggas with the naps
supportin’ them mothaf-ckin’ j-ps
f-ck all y’all

- evil mind gangstas

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