Artist: The B.U.M.S. (Brothas Unda Madness) Album: Life'n'Tyme Song: Flex Uv a Finga Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Chorus] Won't you come around to my side of town So I can show you how the real shit goes down Where the, neighbors complain of how the gunsmoke lingers And lifes are taken with the flex of a finger [D-Wyze] D-Wyze is, drastic, the overlord in supreme rhymes From the streets, sounds of a true mic fiend I grab my dick two times for niggaz loafin on mine If the punks got beef I gots to go for mine Oakland's the city - I represent my heart and domain From the barber to the rap is how I got my fame Brothers is bad-asses, skipped all my high school classes It turned out massive - now this kid is spinnin on plastic Got niggaz, locked on my skills cause I'm givin 'em more I spark the phil' with my man Bill on Jackie's top shop floor Five-oh is hittin - it's drivin black brothers insane Judges is givin three strikes, for the rock cocaine Down with Mo Nitty (sup Mo) fuckin around got caught up in the city So now it's, hear no evil, see no evil none is done Two minimum misdemeanor for a small handgun It's a buddha, but you know, that shit ain't real For my brothers locked down y'know I know how you feel But now I'm free! My revolution's appeared I'm with the B.U.M.S., two rappers to fear From fifty-fifth to Fleming, I'm leavin ALL niggaz tremblin [Chorus] [E-Vocalist] I reminisce - when heavy artillery was a bat But now out on the flats action's regulated by a gat (Break yo'self fool) Five-oh attack explorin cracks like Magellan In Alameda County there's a bounty on brothers that's sellin Carry three felons it's twenty-five when the gavel drop If not they plot, peep the covert ops Take your drugs and guns, but leave your money to recop Figurin - involvement with drugs will maintain Now every day in my neighborhood's like a chess game Playin for high stakes I smoke to keep my mind straight Cause checkmates can mean ill fate (right) While the number dead increases with the (farenheit) In Oakland sunlight one might find means for relaxation While fiends pray to the streets like crack's the salvation (In the belly of the streets) ten years of incubation My culture, provides me with the strength to face the nation [Chorus]