Purse Snatchaz

[Chorus: Greg Valentine] There's no sunshine in the city That's the way it's goin' down People killing, people dying every time I turn around There's no sunshine… [Verse 1: Fredro Starr] I run with purse snatchers, drug dealers and trespassers Incriminators, and parole violators I raided with regulators, invaded the instigators Passed the procrastinators, rolled on retaliators Broke in a home with burglars, partied with murderers Ghetto big wheelers, I sold coke for dope dealers Ask the stash dealers, harass the cash peelers Did time behind bars, riding in stolen cars Forty-deuce flicks posing hard, rollin large Pick pockets I picked, pistol packers to bitch smackers, back of the alley attackers, waiting for the crackers Smugglers, muggers in the gutters with rug cutters Running up on niggas for butter leathers or whatever Chain takers, train hoppers, clockers, block watchers, cops and robbers Big hitters, counterfeiters, quitters, money getters The beaters with heaters, the bleeders, the speeders, and 2 seaters Crime testers and crime confessors, yeah peer pressures My guess is as good as yours why niggas be taking drawers Rapers and zipper rippers, fake rappers and over actors Bottle throwers, the buddha growers, high rollers, cigar smoke blowers Bowlers, pool players, slashers, bashers, crusaders Hallway solicitors pulling out on project visitors Schemers and scandalers, big dreamers and pan handlers Ready to run up on a Rockefeller Put the Glock in the teller and tell the bitch to give it up Hurry up, hurry up [Chorus: Greg Valentine] There's no sunshine in the city That's the way it's goin' down People killing, people dying every time I turn around [Verse 2: Sonsee] To me, U.S.G. living, is one gigantic ring of concealing Double dealing, drug fiending, selling and scheming on the next being Fleeing from the cops, court proceedings Illegal operating, law violating and death escalating We all need our dollars straighten but we can't be tolerating Man that's frustrating, that's why we be demonstrating How we be law breaking, cash taking, drug juggling hand to hand Stand and lookout, many struck out to keep from struggling Embezzling, extorting, man slaughter and assaulting Mass shootings, 'nuff stabbings, gangs feuding and females boosting For child supporting, or self done abortion Everything costing, we all lusting for this fortune So we'll still be rowdy and rioting and looting And regrouping until we see some more improving It'll be mad human deletion, seeking completion Why nigga? Cuz every day is killing season [Chorus: Greg Valentine] There's no sunshine in the city That's the way it's goin' down People killing, people dying every time I turn around [Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] I pledge allegiance to the streets and blame God for the creation Of this pitiful earth that's filled with temptation (Birth) was my invitation, (Death) will be my initiation Now I just got off probation, so wish me congratulation But I'm still under investigation, for psychic evaluation Facin incarceration and isolation over some color discrimination So I need your participation in the caucasian assassination Time is wastin, it's a sticky situation! Tryna stop our reproduction, to kill off our population And it's no exaggeration, so whoever's in association With the nigga retaliation I need your total cooperation We in hours of desperation, and for your information A confrontation will be fought by (THE YOUNGER GENERATION!) Cause we got determination, now all we need is organization So I use my concentration with a Jim Crow education (Cause) if history repeats itself your destination's the plantation To overcome this observation depends upon the communication Then without an explanation a hesitation Will have a reservation to be lynched from a tree for decoration So, because of these altercations we need to make some alterations Let's begin with the manipulation of this whole Goddamned nation Hold up it's time for my medication so it's the end of your conversation