11: 55 Lyrics - Shock Of The Hour - Mc Ren

Because we got the streets suckas 

Can you dig it? ? ? 

I wanna get right to the point 

He's here 

"he's unique, he's unconquerable." 

(repeated) 

Mc ren, mc ren is a killa of the crafted men 

Twas the night before the ball struck 

And all the snakes was outta sight 

And of all those cat hangs 

And all the solutions 

Now it's like do or die 

So salute to the battle cry 

And all the real niggaz 

Step up to the frontline 

You don't want two scoops of fruit loops 

For the real troops 

'cause it's about a quarter to midnight 

15 ticks to catch 15 licks in the fizzot 

Who lettin' the heads get chopped and mack 10's pop pop 

For all those too slow for the tempo of tizzongue 

Because all those who can't hang get hung 

And those who can't take charge get dault 

So come and walk, coming strong 

Coming long, 'cause we been down for too damn long 

And not a soldier, a soldier 

Nigga I thought somebody was older 

'cause the days of bein' a slave livin' in the grave is over 

Ain't no more that shall overcome 'cause we been overcame 

So I'm packin' 'quips full of golds for all you g's trapped in shame 

Listen to the sound of the midnight poker chain 

Livin' in an underground railroad 

Takin' aim and set to cause much pain 

So hitch a ride on the midnight trizzain 

One million ways to die 

So devil don't even try 

I'm packed, ready and willin' to get a government killa 

So welcome to the land of the drive by