Prowl

Who we be? We be the B-double-
-O-T C-A-M-P
I’m caught
Up in a zone of my own, I roam, run
My fingers through my hair and give air to my stoned dome
And analyze who to tear through, I dare you
Devils that try to bear me—that there would be bear-proof
Who’s he? Stalking the streets when there’s no life, eyes
Glow like Tyco Night Glow, we’s in flight, but it don’t
Glow like wack, the glow’s phat, and it be
The only glow that let me know where a true warrior be at
O.G.C., Gunn Clappa Numba 2
(Louieville, do he ill? Snap in half your crew, back)
(Smack a few of you ‘til your ears ring) Do my
Smacking with the bat (Why?) so my hands don’t sting. I’ll bring
Wreck in this game, and don’t shit change, I in-
-flicts pain like a stressed brain having a migraine
Heads talk trash, walk thin paths like anorexic
Patients laced up, overdosed in the exits
And, see, here’s these dumb, deaf, blind rappers
Who don’t know the meaning of the Originoo Gunn Clappaz (What?)
Many phrases, many ways you can explain it
Put on some rough, tough shit, huh, I’ll make you famous, so
Step, don’t stare. Dare cross this path? Beware
Representativz and foul play got the rear (Got the rear)
We see in the dark like an owl
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Out to eliminate those who live foul
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Who we be? We be the B-double-
-O-T C-A-M-P
Creep stalking, weed, coughing
Burgling in under' make me wonder why I’m not sleepwalking
Peeps talking, I hear ‘em as I walk by, but they
All die. I’m fortified with the .45
Fuck it! Let me proceed with the mission
No need for intermission, I need trees in my system
Cut down Dumont, then I head through Bristol, park
With my P.N.C. for some yard to spark
No need to get hyper when I see C-Cypher power
On the corner, fucking with my niggas every hour. I
Devour niggas who wanna test me and defy me
It might be Giuliani or the Illuminati
But I be writing plans of attack in my journal
So Ruck, Rock, ‘Ville Sluggah remains Nocturnal
Seeing through sheisty shit, shining like I’m solar
Penetrate through darkness, bounce like I’m sonar
We done
Found us an organized way to buckwild
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Spread the word 29 million square miles
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Who we be? We be the B-double-
-O-T C-A-M-P
One
Clik stomping on the path that’s so hard, ain’t
No smiling, we’re up «Against the Odds» like Phil Collins
Meanwhile, I still been wilding but only smarter (What?)
Be the Irrational and the Quiet Riot Starter
Pardon this. I see you not the sharpest pencil
In the box. Nowhere near a match, you get smashed by
A Rock. I done seen 3-dollar bills and you’re faker
And you wonder why I hate ya. A snake’ll
Get snatched by his tail, slammed on his head. Give me
Some pens that red, the Cobra Commander dead
Ban the red, W heighten, be through
Recognize Heltah Skeltah deads them and not you
Damn, who blew trial?
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
We live Nocturnal in the ninety-now
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
In the concrete streets of Bucktown
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Don’t let your name show up next on my file
Daytime’s used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Who we be? We be the B-double-
-O-T C-A-M-P
We be B-double-O-T C-A-M-P Clik. For real, yo, Heltah Skeltah, uh, O.G.C.
, uh, BDI, uh, Cocoa Brovaz, Representativz