Soliloquy Of Chaos Lyrics - Gangstarr

5 carloads deep, time to go do a show 

Got a massive crew and we're ready to roll 

So I grab my gear hop in the whip and ride 

Premier he's got the fly dope system inside 

But my shit cranks too and we've got mad tapes 

Of all the underground groups with the lyrics and bass 

Off into the new york night we go 

Dre large got the camera biggest, gord's got three rolls of film 

So we can take the macked out photos 

Tommy hill, the damaja and my man gunsmoke 

Corey and smurf and lil dap's got a forty 

My man gary and shiz and the nutcracker shorty 

Mike rhone, chillin' like capone 

Robinhood, known as mel with the clientelle 

Mo, jt, mega, can't forget black 

They're rockin' sincere, yes the posse's fat 

Out loud pulls up plus there's sid and oc 

Big mel from strong island h.l. the one and only 

O. delicious, ely, bazz and eon 

And the aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond 

And to the rest of the crew you know the bond is strong 

And you know who's who, so let me not prolong 

For this was a night to remember 

I had on the beige tims with the two tone leather 

So we get to the jam, the gig, the venue 

Then we circled around and then drove in through 

The front the place was packed the line was long 

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I was bobbing my head 'cause the music was on 

I turned it down then I peeped to my right 

I saw this kid and his girl having a fight 

Another kid walked up and mushed the kid in his face 

And then the kid pulled out and bust and laid him to waist 

A riot broke out girls screaming and scheming crews 

Started buck wiling tryna' snatch kids jewels 

After that 50 came and turned the party out 

And then the ambulance came to take the body out 

And we didn't even get all the equipment out 

And we didn't even get to turn the place out 

This can happen often and it's really f**ked up 

So I'll ask you to your face homeboy what's up 

Did you come to see my show or the stupid nigger playoffs 

Killing you and killing me it's the soliloquy of chaos 

And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare 

People getting nowhere bot you go for yours there 

You'll find it doesn't pay to front or play the role 

You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole 

Then you'll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back 

So you set the brothers up for a sneak attack 

Whether you die or kill them, it's another brother dead 

But I know you'll never get that through your head 

'cause we're mislead and misfed facts, we're way off 

Killing you and killing me, it's the soliloquy of chaos