[Unknown conversation which carries over from the last track]
That's Black? What up, God?
Ayo, shorty got beef with that nigga? Word?
{*blam, blam blam*} Oh, shit!!! Yo!
Hold the fuck up!
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Ayo, yo, like eight niggas down (Just enough)
Fuckin' around with my sound (For the cit-ayyyy)
It's a cold world
Yo, bring backup (Cit-ayyyy)
Fuckin' with me and mine
Murderous, check it
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Yo! The world is shifty, we livin' just enough for the city
The rough witty Killa Bee sting just like the jiggy
My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone
Labelled MIA and I send the casualties home
In closed coffins, Wu stormin' like the light brigade
Ride the wave like Frankie Avalon
Inside the cyber age, crime pays
The law's long arm be tryna strong arm
Walkin' time-bombs that thrive on firearms
The charm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster
We told 'em to show him love and exposed the black toaster
Composer was shook, I took your bad looks for joke
Get your back broke, deep throat this Murder, I Wrote
The antidote be seekin' like a buried treasure
By every measure, lethally inject your whole sector
Wanted Dead or Alive, Rebel I escapes
Across the desert sand, leavin' no footprints to trace
Keep a war face, your place conceal the baby knives
On the North breaks, I still shine in shady times
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
Yo, yo, we livin' just enough (Livin' just enough)
Just enough (For the cit-ayyyy)
Just enough for the cit-ayyyy
[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
Yo, in the jungle, I make moves like Iron Monkey
Plots to bump me off, G-O-V-T on the hunt for me
We stay hungry for money, drugs and guns
Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs
Know the science be my guidance
The facts tell, gats sell like sex and violence
And break the project's silence
A vision, distance way beyond four corners
Escape this mental prison before we're all goners
Now embrace the world before the World War explosive bomber
Visionary soldier karma — my code of honor
Mind still scarred from the drama
Trauma sent to victim, witness them run, scream in horror
Military chopper come gun down the slum
The outcome — do or die, son! It's bound to come
Mentally aware, I see truth within the square
The future's here, catch me on computer software
Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official
Issue .38 specials, that step through
Like Nat Turner, create a spectacle
I may die in the scuffle, but I'm takin' forty devils
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
We livin' just enough
Just enough
Just enough
For the cit-ayyyy
For the cit-ayyyy
[Outro: Inspectah Deck]
Killa Beez, stingin' MC's
Yeah, Wu