Ring The Alarm

(Chorus x2)<br>Ring the alarm<br>Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards<br>Woah yeah<br>We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.<br>You`ll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.<br><br>[Verse 1] <br>It just ain`t yo time yet, and you still claimin rhyme vet<br>Criticise us when yo bitch ass ain`t even signed yet<br>Instincts is mental, some bitch stinkin gentle<br>Go reshine yo symbol and rethink yo demo<br>If fifth was a fifth we`d both be drunk<br>And if it hurt my shit he`d be dead in the trunk<br>Fuck the funk, pass the puck<br>And parade on Upper Lassgate<br>The charge in the city is still perform for Petacky<br>In that case it must be Naughty for life<br>Shout out to all my niggas doin 20 to life<br>I trust fools about as far as I can see you tricks<br>So fuck you wit 2, think quick I don`t need you jinx (Ha!)<br><br>(Chorus x2) [Replace Jersey with Westside on repeat]<br><br>[Verse 2] <br>Spoke the mic and let you kiss of death<br>Smokin MCs before they have a chance to take one breath<br>I got the shit to blow right through yo vest<br>Any nigga thinkin they wanna step 2 this, jump and test<br>Naughty`s been known for bringin major niggas max of stress<br>Never want us in yo party cos we crack yo set<br>Little juvenile delinquent gets a classic vet<br>Somebody come and grab yo child before I snap his neck<br>Uuh! Yeah! You motherfuckers disgrace me<br>I`ll make money but the money don`t make me<br>Niggas like you be always actin so flakey<br>Chess while you runnin round yo hood, don`t shake ya<br>Crowd puts it down on the level above<br>It`s international called Illtown love<br>Witness this motherfucker just turn the mic on<br>I spit this shit from my bitches who get they dyke on, rap pawns<br><br>(Chorus x2) [Replace Jersey with Midwest on repeat]<br><br>[Verse 3] <br>Jerry taps some more caps, ooh where you goin<br>Reapin in somebody half six in the mornin<br>Whoo, and the rollin deep with they gat in they hand<br>With they wars canine, and they batterin rams<br>Somebody that got them mad<br>Bitch rollin through the front fence, strollin through my back<br>If Vin move the llello, continue to lay low<br>You try to fuck me now you`ve been doe rubbin day hoe<br>Could`ve been on the payroll, but you wanna play bro<br>So muthafuck you and tell the captain I say so<br>I`ll show you the master you dick writin bastard<br>My lawyer`s so good, she gonna be workin in Alaska<br>( Chorus x2) [Replace Jersey with Eastside on repeat]