You're a gangbanger
And you think you're all that
But click clack, Bang
It all ends the same
One little bullet is all it takes
And you're leaving your family all alone
No one paying the banks
.
Speeding down the road
Being chased by them cherries and berries
You better hurry up
Things are about to get hairy
.
Ditching your car
On the side of the road
You take off on foot
Sirens Blaring behind
.
Running through the woods
Dogs hot on your heels
Don't you look back
Or You'll be tripping on roots
There'll be dirt on your face
And cuffs on your wrists
You'll be going to jail
There'll be no escaping This