Invasion - Jeru The Damaja

Police all on my dick like I shot somebody

'Cause of these big ass lips and I rock my locks knotty

Life is getting hectic, Tupac got shot in the nuts

You saw cops was corrupt when Rodney King got fucked up

With friends like these who needs enemies

Constantly harassing, filling up my nuts like a Klansman

Snatching up a nigga for nuttin' I heard bad guys wear black

So I guess I’m the motherfucking villain

Under pressure, they got me under pressure

What’s your name, your address and phone number?

Your occupation come down to the station

There’s been a robbery, they claim a nigga fit the description

It can’t be so I slides out on 'em

In ninety-five you gotta catch a nigga, if you want him

One to three and five to ten

Bullies in blue suits, son, with automatic weapons

I’m stressed, ready to blow up somethin'

The beast keep frontin', invasion

In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion, in-in-invasion

I was forced into a life of crime

Career criminal, now my career is crime

My mind is in a fucked up state

A brainwashed state is the black man’s fate, in the ground

Or locked down upstate

When I was young I used to shoot for the stars

But got shot down by demons in patrol cars

Stars good cop, bad cop, stick up the crack spot

The Ave won’t get hot till one of their crew gets shot

Ask, Larry Davis how much they took

Cops and crooks but who’s the crooks?

Take a nigga to jail, make bail, guilty or innocent

The system gets ten percent, frontin' like you’re doin' somethin'

But you ain’t sayin' nothin', invasion

In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion, in-in-invasionn

In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion

Come up in my cipher best believe I’ma dip on that ass

Beast-boy, I’m professional heart of the ghetto raised

In the ways of thugs, dodgin' slugs, takin' slugs

Driving stolen automobiles, skills fantastical

Living life on the edge it’s dramatic, mad drama

I’m a fanatic, adrenalin addict

Getaway car, stick shift or automatic

Where’s my crew at?

You got your crew scopin'

For a nigga up and down the Ave, it makes me laugh

Eat my nuts, eat my dust

I won’t spend the night locked up or in handcuffs

'Cuz in the concrete jungle, I got the right stuff

Smooth operator, pilot and navigator

Break out from oppression

My mission to escape, the invasion

In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion, in-in-invasionn

In-in-invasion, in-in-invasion