Because we got the streets suckas   Can you dig it? ? ?    I wanna get right to the point   He's here   "he's unique, he's unconquerable."      (repeated)   Mc ren, mc ren is a killa of the crafted men      Twas the night before the ball struck   And all the snakes was outta sight   And of all those cat hangs   And all the solutions   Now it's like do or die   So salute to the battle cry   And all the real niggaz   Step up to the frontline   You don't want two scoops of fruit loops   For the real troops   'cause it's about a quarter to midnight   15 ticks to catch 15 licks in the fizzot   Who lettin' the heads get chopped and mack 10's pop pop   For all those too slow for the tempo of tizzongue   Because all those who can't hang get hung   And those who can't take charge get dault   So come and walk, coming strong   Coming long, 'cause we been down for too damn long   And not a soldier, a soldier   Nigga I thought somebody was older   'cause the days of bein' a slave livin' in the grave is over   Ain't no more that shall overcome 'cause we been overcame   So I'm packin' 'quips full of golds for all you g's trapped in shame   Listen to the sound of the midnight poker chain   Livin' in an underground railroad   Takin' aim and set to cause much pain   So hitch a ride on the midnight trizzain   One million ways to die   So devil don't even try   I'm packed, ready and willin' to get a government killa   So welcome to the land of the drive by