INNER CITY POSSE - Gangsta Codes lyrics

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It was a Saturday Night and I was lookin for fun

So goin fellas we gonna bash the re-run

Of the posse so I decided to go

With Nate the Mack and his old ass old's

Roalin through the ally's, we never take main roads

Cuz we follow Gangsta Codes

Commin up to Marshal, at a light

Some punks behind use kicked on they brights

They ran out there car and wouldn't ya know

Dumb fuckers just smashed out the back window

Yellin some shit about Fuck Delray

Jumped back in there car and tried to get away

We lost 'em off Camble but thats ok

Cuz I know were these fuckers stay

And you can bet it sure was bouncin and fun

I'ma chew his ass up like bubble yum

Walked to the front door but it was locked

So I played it cool and I nocked

And they opend the door and looked out

And thats when they caught a beer bottle in the mouth

Lady ran out the back door probably his mother

They slamed the bitch, with a Lewy Ville Slugger

Hit 'em house harder it makes sence

You fuck with Violent J and it's your village expence

No feelings for others, you gotta be cold

Cuz we follow gangsta codes

I was younger, and I met a fine lady

I never give time to a bitch with dimples maybe

I met during a concert at the atitude

She said Up on stage, was that you?

I said, yeah how'd ya like my show?

Great Violent J can I call ya Joe?

I said can we go back to my place I wonder?

Then I fucked her like a Jungle Semowen Head Hunter

I had it goin, my love was flowin

But after 2 months things started slowin

Down I thought she might of been crawlin around

So I went to a school on the rich side of town

I hawked a scope through the class room window

Looked in and saw the fuckin bimbo

Was holdin hands with some rich fool

I'ma KILL his ass but not in school

I'ma call up the boys and when the bell hits 3

I'ma stomp his fuckin head on the concreate

They walked out, chit chatterd about the weather

Then I ran up and slamed there fuckin heads together

ICP kicks them around like a hacky sac

It's for the girl Violent J she gets more then a smack

To make sure she don't fuck around with guys no more

I put her in a figure four

Never say your sorry make your ass see the rules, bitch

I follow gangsta codes

Never forget the first time I had a gun

It was a 22 Its hot under the sun

One day I was at Kid Villians girl friend

I said I gotta take a piss she said go right in

Instead of the bathroom I went through another door

And found a 22 in her daddy's drawer

I punched in a course and I was geeked as hell

Along with a few other items I could sell

Kid fucked, fucked it's time to go

But on the way home all's I had to know

If it worked or not, so I took aim at a stray dog

And I blew out it's brains it was fresh as hell

I couldn't wait to shoot

Some dumb bitch or a prostetute

Delray cafe can establish business

All of the costumers were about to witness

An armed robery out for the cash flow

Atleast 500 and a bottle of Faygo

Walked in and said, I'd like a hamburger

A large frie and your cash in the register

I pulled out the gun that I was proud to have

She was terrified but the guys in the back

Must of knew some day this would happen

Cuz they had 2 shot gunz and an AK-47

I looked at my gun and the Mexicans weapons

I looked at the door and I started half steppin

Out but it really doesn't matter I supose

Cuz I still follow Gangsta Codes

D-Lyrical to annivers the Gangsta Codes

Thats the lonely follow only in roads

Choasen path with the pun we had taken

I thought so quick theres no time for shaken

And thats what J was here to say

For the Spanish tribe that follows Do you comprende others do you understand

Well grip the words that I'm givin at hand

Take this as a guide and persue this disclosure

Cuz I be the real thing and thats why you flows

For those that don't follow don't be a sucker off the street

Just another justice is what you'll meet

Skip one on the passage and one I wrote

Take this as a message and follow Gangsta Codes

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And the back seat counter is in full effect BOY

Aight

My man J Follow Gangsta Codes

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Inner City Posse, southwest detroit

Funny thing is, every motha fuckin resident

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GOD DAMN

PEACE