Gangsta Melody

(MC Ren)<br>I`ma prisoner like I`m onna ball and a chain so<br>I stand aside while I ride and my gang throws<br>Bouncin around like a ball that you can catch with a mitt<br>While the other motherfuckers catch a fit<br>I snap necks and break arms and start storms<br>But you couldn`t keep warm ya trashed your uniform<br>I dragged the ball, the chain was a weapon so<br>But I was in the eye of the law so I kept it low<br>When its time to smoke I`m no joke<br>The chain`ll twist around ya throat to choke<br>So, ya turn red then ya dead<br>But in the world that you`re steppin thats minus one illiterate head<br>Its easier said than done<br>I consider it fun to smoke a nigga witta gun<br>MC Ren slappin motherfuckers up with a wrench<br>Witha bitch on the corner in a trench<br>And you`re tense cause you know I`m packin with lead<br>Plus your also shakin cause your momma`s there holdin my dick head<br>So everything is movin steadily<br>Cause MC Ren is lettin off with the melody<br>Kick It<br><br>(Lil Nation)<br>Like a deciever, cold is the fever that I began with<br>I loaded a clip I gatted up and I ran with<br>Attempt to escape but too late cause I ran amuck<br>Police was in pursuit but I didn`t give a fuck<br>Another unit hooked to chase<br>I slowed down to let em catch up to look at my face<br>They don`t fuck with the kingpin of the hood<br>They wanna arrest me but they never could<br>Because with no hesitation I put a gun to your head and blast it<br>Face the Nation you`ll be dead so pull up a casket<br>I bring descension upon on sucka<br>And just for attention I go loke and smoke a motherfucker<br>Never jock when clockin dollars I don`t play<br>I do this shit for many hours a day<br>For like 20, and for the other four I got my drawers around my ankles<br>And got my dick in somebody`s hoe<br>Thats how I`m livin and I don`t give a damn<br>Call you a hoe, this is the kinda motherfucker I am<br>Born to be insane fuck what you`re tellin me<br>Yo Tre, pump this shit up for Gangsta Melody<br><br>(Lil Nation)<br>Its like a psycho, born with my hand on a rifle<br>My gauge is like a god and my bullets are like disciples<br>Born to jack when I pack I go underground<br>Silencers are on my gats so I can kill without a sound<br>No need for yankin` my posse off the motherfuckin shelf<br>Cause I`ma posse my God damn self<br>With a vengenance to fuck a local heroism<br>Yo, I`m in a show, CPO you`re vocal terrorism<br>First priority is make police departments a mockery<br>I even got the governor jockin me<br>Dissed all the law beggin me, leave my law<br>Turn the macks down to minimal, I`m a criminal to em, but<br>I want the shoots with attempt to annihilate<br>I know the law but I`m destined to violate<br>The fugitive offender I don`t need luck to reherse<br>On my agenda fuckin up is like first<br>They said gonna put me in a door tight facility<br>But I`ll fight back by bustin a quiet soliliquy<br>Thats what I do til I die while the law tries to spoil my rebelry<br>I be loyal to gangsta melody