The Alley
[ Chrispi The Infallible  ]

Black mask, black strap with the tags on it
Black boots, black bag with the sash on it
Black blunts, Patxh pack when we pass homie
If you smell it, betta know that that's yo ass homie, WHOA!!!
Night time be the right time
Niggas catch you slipping coming out of Wright Tyme
(Let me wrap with ya)
Pussy betta have a strap wit ya
Think you a Mack till the Mac hit ya
Cats gats need they practice, shit
Shady faces in sketchy areas breaking ya comfortable barriers
With how long my staring was
Panic attack when I rap
Thrax you over the head with an ax
And let the Maumee hack at ya better half
Darker than darkness waiting in ya parking lot
With a pistol in my Parker pocket itching to pop it
Toying with the notion if I ever had a conscience
Or if there was ever really an option
There to beat his rotten standing there plottin
[  Hook  ]

If you ain't ready don't be outside
We all coming for you that's right
One time for the Patxh Lyfe
Nigga, don't be outside
I swear I saw em coming from The Alley

[ DCypher Musik ]

You’ze a fool if you thinkin that these streets safe
Glock pop knife slice and you sleep K?
That’s why we live in a police state
Run fast. They’ll put you in the clink playa
Kidnapping for organs selling em on Ebay
Dirty burglary’ll get yo house cleaned (AYE)
Hittin licks is the shit when you ain’t got a pot you can piss
And the cops is a BIIIIIITCH
Watch how the wrist make rocks into rich
Only way you gettin out, copying this
Catching bodies by contract, while catching a contact
Cuz everything I’m on is a obvious hit
If I see you in #TheAlley, RUN IT!
I ain’t playing witcha keep it 4, 500
Aww nah hell nah boy y’all done up and done it
I ain’t playing bout my son or my mothafuckin money