Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Heltah Skeltah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahmal Bush
Composer
Sean Price
Composer
L. Johnson
Composer
D. Muniz
Composer
A Cave
Composer
V. Evans
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Granddaddy I.U.
Producer
Ed Miller
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a **** out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me and it's not our fault
For life (For life) fuck all y'all
[Verse 2]
Yo, you can't manage this (Manage this) the ball scandalous
From here to Los Angeles, Ruckers tossin' the random shit
But can you get with the ****, Tall Sean, manuscript
Man, you shit all up in your pants when the cannon click
Man, I flip on **** for no apparent reason
Squeezin' shots at you heathens to stop you from breathin'
When the cops come, he's bleedin', I think he needs some CPR
See, we are the illest **** out, that's on your TV, pa
So when you greet me, pa, better have your fucking shit straight
Your fifth make, nobody move, I think your shit fake
You fish cake, whatever the fuck Ruck dictate
This shit great, higher than shows made my Rick Lake
You'll lick eight shots at them **** who be fucking with
International irrational beat got you Ruckers bitch
Enough of this bullshit talkin', let's start wettin' shit
Peep the etiquette of a **** that's known for settin' shit
[Verse 3]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a **** out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me and it's not our fault
For life (For life) fuck all y'all
[Verse 4]
When the weather get frio, I hit scene drinkin' Seagel's
VO, Novocain my sufferin' through the strugglin'
Easin' the agony, postponin' the misery
Smoke some weed, blank out my memory momentarily
Calculatin' my every motion, cautious coastin'
I see the blue and white scopin', slowly approachin'
Eyeballin' me and my sons, like we the ones
With the stashed guns, hopin' we run like the last one
So they can get they rocks off, sound they Glocks off
Like my block's off, gangsters nab ****, bump cops off
Drunk from red scotch, got a dead shot
Jamaicans in the dreads, spot'll blow a fed top
Chop a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam lock
Hit the SWATs with a cinder block off the rooftop
Rugulatin', livest motherfuckers on this side
Bitches dick ride stone soldiers with brick eyes
[Verse 5]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a **** out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, it's not our fault
For life (For life) fuck all y'all
[Verse 6]
Keep on talkin', aight? Get more than your style rammed up
You see me? Don't say shit like Pink Panther
You talk too much like Run and them, and your breath smell like Pampers
Get knocked the fuck out by Doctor David Banner
DJ at the bar but act like records got dandruff
Make a **** scream, "Oh, oh," and throw they hands up
You know this man's rough, so my man Ruck could do stand up
So who wanna battle? We'll learn you some manners, goddamn ya
You **** make me sick as cancer, I'll slam ya
Whole crew of MCs, DJs, and your dancer
Half-steppers can't run, panic, catch a tantrum
Teared a new hamstrung, I stick **** for ransom
Damn, son, you end up out front
I slap cats at random
Deflate your egos, you too gassed up, now Mylanta
Take your dough and ho and disappear like The Phantom
Send her back, pullin' her hands up, singin' the MFC anthem
Man dem, strong like Samson, Shorty and Jux
'Cause I'm that ****, Rock, from Heltah Skeltah, plus I'm handsome
But scrape that, bring handguns, my crew sorta bananas
Like plantains, any questions, boo-ya, your answer
[Verse 7]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a **** out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me and it's not our fault
For life (For life) for life
[Verse 8]
Ayo, I'm movin' through this life shit with the only fam I got
My triple R rated **** steady blowin' up spots
You think not, it's Little Rock, we bust shots at you car
And leave you stretched in your ride like these fake rap stars
This shit right here, I'm handlin'
And leave your head scramblin'
All that panickin' will get your shit ran up in
I can't stand it when MCs get caught ramblin'
Have crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon send
In this land of sin where they break fool for the chips
Over jewels and whips, pack my tool and my clips
[Verse 9]
So when we start to bust clips, all y'all **** assume
The straight dead position when my lead go boom
Embed in this tune, all into your fucking dome
We move through these evil streets steady holdin' chrome
My rap **** stay mashin', big up my thugs on Marvin Gaston
Forever gat snatchin' every time we see the cops passin'
Your team is has-beens, gaspin' from the ass slashin'
The reps, baby, time for action, action
[Verse 10]
What, what, what, ****?
Tra-la, ****
And your B, ****
MMC, ****
[Verse 11]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a **** out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me and it's not our fault
For life (For life) fuck all y'all
[Verse 12]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a **** out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, it's not our fault
For life (For life) fuck all y'all
[Verse 13]
Throw y'all middle fingers up in the air
Say, "Fuck y'all ****, we don't care"
Word is bond, yo, oh, oh
We run up on foes, oh, oh, oh, oh
**** think they fucking with my Magnum Force
'Cause when we lay a **** out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me and if not our fault
For life, fuck all y'all
See, slogan is May the Force with me
Not our fault
Can't fuck with that, fuck you all
Word is bond, yo
Written by: A Cave, D. Muniz, Jahmal Bush, L. Johnson, Sean Price, V. Evans