Late Model Sedan Lyrics - Slaughtahouse - Masta Ace Incorporated

[...i think underground is 

Whatever, your mood or your feelings might be at the time 

So long as it's the truth... truth... truth...] 

Verse one: 

I could tell the vivid-est story 

About street homicide, and make it sound gory 

Cause you know, shit be happenin everyday 

And then on the weekends twice as much shit comes into play 

So I better watch my back or 

I might get caught up, in a fuckin crack war 

So I use the back door, cause the front ain't safe 

Seven different brothers got stuck and I don't wanna be the eighth 

Don't make no sense 

Walkin through my own neighborhood I feel tense 

Don't wanna carry no gun 

Cause the cops be stoppin us, and pattin us down just for fun 

So, the only protection I got 

Is my smitties, but how many kids get shot 

Fuckin that throw up your hands shit 

And fight like a man but he don't get to land shit 

Not one punch, the only hit 

Was when his head hit the concrete, got knocked clean off his feet 

Got a lot of blood on they shoes 

But they got that rolex, and jumped in the cruise 

Late model sedan, either blue or black 

Was the only description, no plates in the back 

I know one thing, they ain't from around here 

But what block would dare to come down here 

Stickin up shit, must be new jacks 

Trying to get a rep, they better watch they backs *echoes* 

[...they better watch they backs *gets steadily louder*] 

[guess what happened to me when I was wa-walk-wah-walkin down the street] 

They better watch they backs! 

Verse two: 

Cause my man shiloh, is out on the prowl 

With some east medina, brothers that's foul 

Lookin to protect, the streets that our mothers 

Have to walk on, from black young brothers 

It's bad enough, that if I walk through a white 

Neighborhood, that, I gotta be prepared for a fight 

Why should I be scared of the dark? 

Scared on a brother that be lurkin in the park 

I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood 

But someone's always up to no good 

Niggaz ain't never gonna make no progress 

Killin one another, but you know I guess 

I'm feelin thirsty, I'm goin to the store 

If anybody calls, I went to the store! 

["walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block" -- scarface] 

["walkin down the, walkin down the, walkin down the block"] 

Verse three: 

Well it's quiet on the block tonight 

Everything is peaceful, I'm feelin alright 

Yo there go dino, and little jamar 

And yo that must be, a stolen car 

I think they see me, they puttin up the two 

Fingers meaning peace, then check what they do 

Come pullin up in an eighty-three deuce and 

Jump out the car and start producin 

Automatic handguns, both of them got one 

Some kid in the backseat sticks out a shotgun 

It can't be, but I guess it can 

That I know the kids in the black sedan 

*gunshots fire* 

I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood... 

Why should I be scared of the dark? 

["say fuck it put a cap in a nigga" -- scarface] 

["this type of sh-shi-shit it happens eve-eve-everyday" -- slick rick] 

I oughta be safe in a black neighborhood (repeat 8x)