Wild In These Streets

Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that can reach
 5150 when 50 bodies go missing
 Off the Vincent Thomas Bridge, and ain't no one of 'em swimming
 Yeah, the Coast Guard wants my kilos, so I re-up then I reload
 'Cause the label wants to freeload off my singles, I need C-notes
 So I swab them fucking decks, break an O-Z, break your neck
 I'll break every fucking bone in your body, missing body, bitch, who's next?
 It's Undead and the rest, Johnny cashing checks
 This is Hollywood, welcome to The West
 What you give is what you get
 And what you see is what it is
 And what it is, is what it's been
 It's me against the world, yeah, fuck your friends
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that can reach
 King Kong, steamroll these motherfuckers, ah
 Since a child, was a freak, vile when I speak
 Wiping out they squad, then I smile when I sleep
 Let the Caddy warm up, Caddy corner
 Trunk box bumping, breaking glass on the block
 Hot trouble, I can see the muzzle flash in my thoughts
 The boulevard is paved in blood, flooded with pain and drugs
 Haunted by tainted love, come in and aim on us
 Get 'em in they hometown, acting like some hoes now
 What you give is what you get
 And what you see is what it is
 And what it is, is what it's been
 It's me against the world, yeah, fuck your friends
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that can reach
 Gravestones and bass tones, the raves in the catacombs
 Paris, hit the plug with no prints on the pay phone
 Dig up their bones and let 'em know
 I ain't the one to fuck with, high-key and low
 But I got a long way to go, the bell tolls now
 I was born deep in hell, so I'm a hellhound
 You wanna live forever? Fight death and his curse?
 And if it's kill or be killed, you best be driving that hearse
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that can reach
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak
 Wild in these streets, wild in these streets
 Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that can reach
 I'll let the nine break the silence, get used to hearing 'em sirens
 Bitches get fed to the lions, gone with the wind like the Mayans
 Not here to make no alliance, I'm just addicted to violence
 Just here to give you some guidance and choke from this noose as it tightens
 Why? There ain't no killing what won't die
 And I got this feeling you won't try
 Make sure you see me with both eyes
 'Cause I'm the last thing you'll see, so goodnight