Sick Dogs

CHORUS (x1)
 Sick dogs collide with your stride
 Break them off a left and then right
 Fight all over these streets
 'Till I meet defeat I'm with these
 Blocks that rock so many
 Wanted by most ain't touched by any foes
 Inside circles
 Attacking like packs of real sick dogs
 Running wild, crazy
 Sick in the head get out of hand daily
 Sick dogs got one screw missing
 Are you a pel髇 psyclone on a mission?
 Sick dogs we run deep creep come up while you sleep
 The strong pray on the weak drop your heat
 And protect yourself defend yourself stop the shoot up
 Tatted down saying fuck the jura you're a sick dog
 Running right through your city of sin
 Look alive as we all fall in
 Some might fall when the circle spins
 And who knows when the show will end
 Look at you throw against somebody
 Run around and around fighting
 Hand to hand combat is starting
 And you with no combat skills are falling
 For real you know we get down
 In sick-ass world downtown killing fields
 Learn soldier grills
 Fuck'em all up on the street real quick but don't kill
 Ill mutha-fuckas will make you feel that fear
 Hold still
 Some might stand and some might fall
 What kind of man are you? We're sick dogs
 CHORUS (x1)
 Dance of the dead results in code red
 Fatal blows to your whole head
 City troops are sent and violently
 Answer calls but they're all scared
 Beware of the cold hard stare
 Of a sick-ass man who ain't all there
 I dare the dogs of law
 To come inside my world they all fall
 I lead the rest of the pack
 And send them on commands of attack
 Once you run there's no way back
 And we can't let you go fuck that
 Don't spare the lives of enemies
 On these war frontlines they all die
 War pigs and us don't mix
 Watch'em all drop in the pit
 CHORUS(x1)