( *phone rings* )[ operator ]Too Black Records[ James A. Smith
]Yeah, this is Jay[ operator ]Hold on, Jay[ Too Black Records
representative ]Hey Jay, long time no hear, man, what's
up?[ James A. Smith ]Say manPeople been kicking around a lot of
hoe shit in my ears[ Too Black Records representative ]Is that
right?[ James A. Smith ]Yeah, it upsets me to hear a World Class
Wreckin' Crew-?Homosexual? disrespect some real soldiers[
Too Black Records representative ]What time it is then, right?[
James A. Smith ]It's time to mix 5th Ward, South Park and
69th Curbs And really let a muthafucka know(Action speaks
louder)(Action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)[
VERSE 1: Scarface ]Roll em up and I smoke emTried to break, so I
broke emBusted his ass in the head, that's when I grabbed
him and choked himI'm on revenge, a psychopath, the master
of wreckin shitComes back with a body blow, hittin hard as a
fuckin brickDon't fuck with the mastermind, I'ma tell
you like thatCause I'm the type of nigga that'll still
you with a bumper jackBetter yet grab a bat, apart from the
packThen commence to beat on your head to the muthafuckin
factI'm ragin like Manson, I'm a muthafuckin
thrillerFriday 13th's my birthday, so I was a born
killerBrought up as a trouble kid, devious shit's what I
shoulda didMom had an abortion with me, but a nigga livedI
don't fear losin life, cause life just lost meShadow of
death keeps followin me and I can't get him off me2 years
of my life were spent in a mental healthI'm a treath to
society, then again to my fuckin selfI'm losin my fuckin
mind, my veins begin swellin'Kill that muthafucka!' I
hear voices in my head yellinMe get caught in a cross,
that's absurdYour head is a tennis ball and I'm about
to serve(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than
words)(Action speaks louder)[ VERSE 2: Ganksta NIP ]Bodybags in
the bushes, see, I tried to tell emI just hope pretty soon that
somebody smell emMy lyrics get deeper and deeperMack 10,
12-guage, Tec-9 plus a Street SweeperNigga, Ganksta NIP's
in the houseTime I see a mouse automatic spaghetti sauceBeen
poor all my life, so I reach for the skyI regret I was born, I
can't wait till I dieAnd leave blood on the curtainFatal
thoughts of death, suicide is certainI kill for a quarter,
lyrics deep as the waterPeace to Rodney King, I got they ass in
slaughterInsane is what I amI'm like Silence of the
muthafuckin LambsGanksta NIP ain't no
bragger-boasterMigraine headaches made me sleep in a toasterStep
in my face, I'll commence the hittin( *3 shots* ) 9 milli
ain't bullshittinDown with Seag from the 69th CurbsTell em,
Triple 6 (action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks
louder)(Action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)[
VERSE 3: Willie D ]Well, first of all..I shock em and clock em
and pop em and drop em, flop em, then I mop emIn they
muthafuckin tracks is where I stop emUnless you down with a
bloody noseSave the cussin and fussin and pointin fingers for
them hoesTalk is cheap, I catch your ass on the sneakAnd hit you
everywhere but under your feetThink it's a game when it
ain'tI'm lettin you talk, but bitch, I'll knock
yo lips offAnd get ready for your kinfolkYour little sister be
the first one to get smokedThen I grab your grandma by her weave
hairAnd whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wearI'm
from the bloody 5th and that's it, trick bitchYou
don't know who you're fuckin withI break this 10 1/2
so deep in your assThat you'll be lookin like a faggot on
the ragI'm goin for bam like Scarface and NIPWhat they
leave of your ass Willie D gonna ripAll of that muthafuckin
talkin is for the birdsI do this ( *shots* ) cause action speaks
louder than words(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than
words)(Action speaks louder)[ VERSE 4: Seagram ]Time to be
accounted for the all-words spunkCounterfeit gangstas,
pranksters and chumpsTalkin real loud in front of a crowd, dare
yaI show your punk ass, nigga, better than I can tell yaSignin
checks that your punk ass can't cashGot your album cover
full of punks wearin ski masksWho ain't never felt
froggish, you won't leapBarkin like a bear and bitin like a
fleaBusters, straight suckers, muthafuckasDonald
Goines-readin-ass wanna-be hustlersIt's Seag from Oakland,
the one who lays orderQuit lyin to kick it and make a run for
the borderWillie D, Bushwick, Scarface and Ganksta NIPGave me
the tip on the niggas yappin lipToo Black hooked me, Lil'
Jay booked meShakin em, breakin em, makin and takin em fakin
fuckin rookiesAnd all that loud shit, nigga, don't
startThey'll find your ass chopped and stuffed in a
shopping cartFools awake and give praise to the dark lordBring
on the chalice, voodoo dolls and the oujia boardsStraight from
the alleys of Cali, 69th CurbsIs actions spizzeaks lizzouder
thizzan wizzords(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than
words)(Action speaks louder)
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