Code of the Streets

[Intro] Commissioner Y'all [Chorus: Lil' Fame] Code of the streets, owners who creep Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat Put holes in your Jeep, respect the streets Code of the streets, owners who creep Code of the streets, owners who creep Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat Put holes in your Jeep, respect the streets Code of the streets [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Lately I been spitting shit that got them running from it Touch my Pillsbury dough ill poke you in your fucking stomach Now incase you ain't knowing these niggas they don't really want it Hand it over im taking your crown, so mother fucker run it I stick you with knives and I turn you into chop suey Smack it out the ball park just like he dеputy matsuey Motherfuckers, you darе pull up your dresses now From rocking a bunch of bootleg Mitchell & Nesses now And while the streets grow weary of these sucker niggas Watch me grow while I be coming scarier than other niggas I'm tired of crossing a life with all these phony niggas Running circles around em like ring around the rosie nigga Fronting like you kinda comfortable and cosy nigga I ain't gunna tell it but the streets already choose me nigga I lived for the streets ever since I was a little kid Built for banging the street feeling better than I ever did My hood niggas it's… [Chorus: Lil' Fame] Code of the streets, owners who creep Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat Put holes in your Jeep, respect the streets Code of the streets, owners who creep Code of the streets, owners who creep Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat Put holes in your Jeep, respect the streets (Comissioner) Code of the streets [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] To get a little props you, niggas, shake anything Yeah, I boast, because I am the most everything Nonchalantly keep defeating you, niggas, I'm saying Despite I'm calmly super seeding you, niggas, I'm saying And by the army brutally beating, niggas, I'm saying Fuck you up and watch you bleed with you, niggas, I'm saying What the fuck be wrong with these niggas they fronting? 'Til I push something sharp and long in a nigga And I promise whoever you don't wanna end up last the last dude I feed the streets so much they call a niggas fast food You wonder after all these years how I keep heat Stay in tune with the block and live the law of the street, I'm saying Why niggas think that they could hurt me faking I stuff your slabs of meat in a bag like a turkey baking Flattern niggas watch me woop on your squad because I cut niggas Like landscappers chopping bush in the yard A nigga holds so much weight I sell a hook for a mill And give the streets enough heat for them to cook on the grills The next day your gone hear about it and see how we shitted I let the shadow cover my face when I throw up my finger Motherfucker, take a look and just see I ain't gutta die for y'all to see the ghetto paint a mural of me I was destin' for the throne for a reason beyond imortal lies And my words streets be immortalized am I breathing