Mic checka checker, never hack a
   Story-observin'-time this time I ain't the wrecker
   Of brainpan, veins and there's a gameplan
   Grind teeth, in a small timespan
   Population, real frustration - ready to bug
   No formation, it's really hard against streettugs
   So the blocks shock with rock, different from a jvc box
   Another sick dance over some designer drug
   Boys to men in caps baggies hoodies
   Eyes of destruction, now could you look moody ?
   Day and nighttime, they prowl like a nightowl
   Dispatchin' more tactics than my man colin powell
   They dodge, hush, rush without a blush
   Cat and mouse with five-o that holds a grudge
   And it's like that
  
   On the candystrip
   Candy's gold out of hands
   Gotta note thank you man
   On the candystrip
   People stroll in a trance
   Understand with one glance
   On the candystrip
   Instant build-up ain't clean
   Not far from a dream
   On the candystrip
  
   Man, man, man, man
   I must say I'm touched
   When you dilyy-dally 'round the methadon bus
   The soul with the same hole as their pockets
   Here's the supply guy, don't need no ducats
   And off to the famous spot
   Be a leech for the twat ownes a lot
   Had a blast - that can no longer last
   Build up fast in the moments of rash
   Had a bash for the cash 'n purse that you snatched
   Take cardboard tatch, build a home to rest
   Shame in a game when the eye's upon you
   A tramp in the land, but the world went wrong too
   Turned psycho-paranoid, it's the world you dodge
   Starin' at the bloodcrust, your monster of lust