New Orleans is ruled by thugs even more ruthless than L.A.'s most violent gangs. You know, the Crips and Bloods tried to establish themselves here. These guys killed them. Simple as that. Gone. See you later. We look at gangs like this, it's like a coward move to us. But a gang, it takes 15 people to get in two cars and do a drive-by and kill one person. In New Orleans, I just saw one person kill 15 people. Two flowers growing on my bed. Rust and blood settle on my leg. Broken soul, but I'm breaking bread. Head dreaded, but I'm working, man. DD Pilot shirt up, I'm swinging like a helicopter. Got a cover in this chopper, spitting out the op-eds. Got the drama with the llama, I can get you to Nevada. Running pockets proper, we create our own karma. Bad boy, I don't even know you, no aside, soldier. Need the keys to the road, and you're a scarecrow. We be the gang, how'd you fly? Come on, why you remain in the dream? Tell the moment you be flying. The way it is, we be loving all the songs that you sing. We be the gang. We be the *** hype. We be the *** orangutan. Mumbling after this deep discussion. The public destruction, I'm up in flames. Soldier by the leg, feeling like I'm in the Navy. But I pull up and attack. Guys sleep in the tank, I thought by night. Gang, gang, I broke the next line. Lying, but you looking blind. Can't read through the black's mind. Gave up on my body like I just got back from war. I heard the blind hit the bank. Bad fright on the floor, back in the waters. Now everybody want to score. I'm trying to finesse the lesser into something more. I'm drawing a blank on who the *** you is. We be the gang, how'd you fly? Come on, why you remain in the dream? Tell the moment you be flying. The way it is, we be loving all the songs that you sing. We be the gang.