Bay Area Massacre

Its the Bayside (Massacre)
The Bayside (Massacre) On and on and on (Repeat 2x)
[Mr. Ill]
I was missing from my christening
Chewing on my writing pen persuing the enlightenment
To tighten nitwit game and lighten dim lit brains
The Rebirth, shit, Im off the hook now
You see dirt through these terse, you will get shook pal
But look how children, be on some other shit
When the brother split, he coming back double grip
Bubble fit (Now) Bola (How?) Up off that cola
(Wow) Yo I done told ya (Blow) His life is over
Treachery is out to get with me, mental telepathy is saving me
I wear it like a badge of bravery, for safe haven see
Cause the grave in me calling me, but I aint falling, G
They come in walls of three, I let em all have heat
Im a let you know, check your testicles
Bet youre skeptical, with the letting go and wet you slow
And your ho , she gets some too, see your crew get run through
For you to undo, is like a llama learning kung fu
Dramas what I run you, mamas what youll run to
Im a go on and dump you and make you something to slum to
Chump you forgot to ask him, I got that platinum
Jump you, I bag and burn him, and bad ones learn from
Desert tongues get stripped out, if you gonna jump ship shout
You flipped out, then get clout, but thats not what this shits bout
You salting my name, halting my fame, faulting my game
Niggas know I bring assault like the same
Its the Bayside (Massacre)
The Bayside (Massacre)On and on and on (Repeat 2x)
[Rappin Ron]
Fuck you bitch, I fish to fuck you quick
And what you get, is no props, Im blowing up your whole block
It dont stop, Im on top of this going down
Nigga peep Ron flow, the lawn mowers mowing now
And nigga Im about to cut your grass
Smash the gas, hit the block, adjust the mask and bust your ass
Fuck the past, focus on the present tense
With president and no paraphenalia or evidence
Im heaven-sent but never repent so I wont make it back
But if I go tell, fuck it, I might as well take a strap
As I bail through hells deepest dungeon
I plunge in the fire pit, to see if I die quick
Or if I get ressurrected and reincarnated
And when motherfuckers look to check, double R made it
Rappin Ron, sending busters to trapping john
Blowing up so much shit niggas swore that I just got back from Nam
Bombs drop when Ron cocks nine glocks
And when the times hot my nine pops non-stop
So nigga why not bust a shot and leave fools dead
Cause fool I got chops and glocks in my toolshed
Who said that you fled and Ron never stomped ya?
Nigga, Im a monster, you know Ron can conquer
Im the rawest flawless, Diddley Dog is the tallest
And Im the shortest, but notice that I flow this
Youre bogus, you cant get me, hit me or fuck with me
The shit be bumping, its just me and Ant Diddley
Dumping, pumping, swelling fools heads like a pumpkin
And my assumption is that youllbe shorter than a munchkin
The rhyme carrier, breaking the barrier and blasting ya
And dogging you like a terrier on the Bay Area Massacre
Its the Bayside (Massacre)
The Bayside (Massacre) On and on and on (Repeat 2x)
[Gangsta P]
Meet this gangsta nigga worser than Charles Manson
AK in my motherfucking hand, Im demanding
Niggas who grab the mic and perpetrate this rap game , time to dust ya
SNV soldier firm like they shouldve told ya, now its slaughter
Triple-6 thoughts got me caught up like Anita in the rapture
When I capture, aint no escaping you bastards
Bow down to the devil taker, bodybag zipper creep
Made cant another nigga fade a
Flow like I flow, eastside O
Homicidal face-to-face, do you like em detrimental?
Flipping the script on my own shit
Disrespecting, you going to feel 50 from this fucking clip, bitch
Pray for holy water cause I gotcha
On this Bay Area massacre
Its the Bayside (Massacre)
The Bayside (Massacre) On and on and on (Repeat 2x)
[Ant Banks]
I get around like a carousel
So aint no motherfucker similar, equal, or either parallel
Its no equivalent, so nigga dont be ignorant
But different, cause what the nigga meant was insignificant
A ligament is what Im finna breaking then I wake is what I hit em with
I make the nigga shake then penetrate
And yeah I did the shit, for all you suckers and cluckers
And motherfuckers causing ruckus, and bustas who think they hustlers
Whats this world coming to? Crews is what Im running through
Youre tumbling, wondering, what the fuck I done to you
Cause one or two, Im coming through, three or four, we can throw
But five six seven and eight, you gonna go to hell and wait
Until I get there, shit yeah, then its gonna be on
Catch the homies come then he gone, if he would have only known
I aint to be fucked with, nigga Im willing to buck shit
Them niggas be rushing and bucking
I still be ducking and fucking em up quick
Its the Bayside (Massacre)
The Bayside (Massacre) On and on and on (Repeat 2x)
[Jock]
Big fat dick out to you side busting, ho trusting ass
motherfuckers out there, you know what Im saying?
Us East Bay niggas aint trusting no hoes
Before we trust a bitch we suck 1000 clapping dicks
and swim through liquid shit
A bitch aint nothing but a sympathetic wreck
All she fall to the toilet and break her motherfucking neck
Bitch, back on up and recognize young Jock for the 95 or 96
Coming dope for my nigga Ant Banks, you know what Im saying?
He aint bullshitting with you motherfuckers out here
115 Subrandy Park til I die, bitch