Channel 10

Lyrics for Channel 10

I'm feelin' this, here Yeah, son, feel it man, word up, son You gotta just do it, yo (CNN) Yo, word up, man, it's a different channel, son Word up, on, man, word up, watch the channel, son Different plain now, man (it's all good) Word up, all good, baby, in every hood, son (Queensbridge) Word up, your hood You know what I'm sayin'? (Iraq) Left rack and all of that, yo, my hood Word up, we gotta rep together, son Word up, for life, son (check) Word up, son, let them know, though, son I feel you, man, let 'em know, son It takes nothin' but a hot slug to fill a villain (fill a villain) Cook, I'm about to make a killin' (make a killin') Some weed to escalate the feelin' (escalate the feelin') I regulate the dealin', jealous niggas hate the feelin' I stack my safe appealin' Jake on my trace, I'm peelin' And what a Mecca had whole fuckin' nation kneelin' Embrace the wheel and hit a buck without crashin', fuck My drug passion got a nigga stashin' fast, what? One love to hillbillies, run forever out to Chile Playin' the cuts niggas, what? Can't stop the willy Cops harassin', niggas blastin' while the day's passin' Time for action, cock the mac, what a satisfaction Shoot laughin' slug, caught up in the chest, gaspin' Nigga blanked out, chopped before he start rappin' Microchips in the celly, the game don't stop (don't stop) Tappin' in your bank funds with the laptop (laptop) Wanna own a block, before the ball drop (ball drop) Arab Nazi puttin' hits on the cops Microchips in the celly, the game don't stop (don't stop) Tappin' in your bank funds with the laptop (laptop) Wanna own a block, before the ball drop (ball drop) Arab Nazi puttin' hits on the cops (y'all, cops, cops, stop, stop) Word up, son, fucked up, son Word up, Trag, I know you knew us both, man But it took the penile for us to click, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, y'all met up North Know what I'm sayin'? We had to meet up North in Greens, man Know what's, know what's real about all this though, right here, that? What's real about it? Yo, we, we young, we strive, and we trying to eat, know what I'm sayin'? Just trying to eat, y'all Everybody gotta eat, man God is great, man, 7-3 and 12 jewels Fake niggas? We got a lot of fake niggas out here Niggas ain't bustin' they heat, man, they just frontin', yo They ain't bustin' they heat, they know who they is (I'm tellin', I'm tellin my) They know who they is (yo, word is bond) Yo, CNN network channel 10, it's on again Street niggas, that's grown men Boldface got in your face, stay in place Yo, crime lace catch more beef than Scarface CNN network channel 10, it's on again Street niggas, that's grown men Boldface got in your face, stay in place Yo, crime lace, catch more beef than Scarface Court case, illegal, my shoelace Back in '92 (you remember Juice, son?) I bought toast and got life (you remember Juice?) General Emanuel, cell block, cold crop Got bagged up, weed, by cream cop Fuck the world The way the world cold dissed me Haile Selassie, papi, locked for posse, call up Khadafi Collect call from Arab Nazi, the fowl mock me You were late, in jail gate What, what? What, what? Them new jacks, comin' through Scared to death of them jail stories, that's true You cold weak, live life on the street While locked up, homoed out with pink sheets (bitch nigga) Discrete, and your cell shook to sleep I wild out, no doubt, 'til the day I'm out Me personally, what? I did three Kid, you weak, your station and P.A.C. Yo, son, but fuck this jail shit, son, tell 'em about the streets, son