Subject: Jones - Hostile Turf // [Basement Record] Tue Jul 03, 2012 3:56 am
[Verse 1 starts at 0]
[Intro]-[Talking]: The dark side of the Los-Santos. The side that tourists doesn't see, know'm saying. Illegal business, it's the shit that controll the street. Violence, sex, drugs everythings for the money. In the hostile turf, everythings can be bought, everythings can be sold.
[Verse 1]: Yo, back in the days, there was a negro named Macc. He thought he was a real, a rudeboy, a dealer of crack. Real talk, it's a'ight, each days making profit without any conflict. He knew how to run the game, 'cause the negro wasn't an addict. Everythings changed the day he lost his stock. Negro was stuck, no rock nor cash, fucked up in the block. He didn't knew what to do, he even spoke about robbing a bank. It was already too late, they took everything for him, it was blank. One day, negro been found dead. That's were his lifestyle lead.
[Chorus x2]: Ready to die, ready to kill. Better watch out when shits blow. Street life, it's just rough, yo. Ready to die, yo. Ready to kill.
[Verse 2]: Now Carmen, a black girl, in the same reality. A good girl, a princess who was searching her identity. A girl with infinite potential even tho' just started chill with the rudeboi. At the starts it was cool, they treated her like a sister, not like a toy. A naive girl with a sexy body, she was only a gem. That's why weeks later they made her work for them. In love with Lil Dan, she made everything for not losing her chance. Negros removed her clothes, then they made her dance. Two weeks later, they costumed her. Short skirt, almost topless, a hoe, for her, everything was blur. In this business, sometimes it goes bad. When she realised it, the girl wasn't glad. If you don't know what's up, don't associate yo'self with that kind'a negros. Because at Seville Boulevard, it's money over hoes.
[Chorus x2]: Ready to die, ready to kill. Better watch out when shits blow. Street life, it's just rough, yo. Ready to die, yo. Ready to kill.
[Verse 3]: Tarnell, he was a well known gangster, a real. Ready to die, ready to kill. The American nightmare, young, black and rude. Psychopath, dirty, he was a fucked up dude. The most important for him was his respect. Last nigga who get on his nerves got crushed like an insect. "What's up" when i was seeing him, he always been here for his family. Nothing more tho' because he was too fucked up for me. I told him to calm down, he always thought he would never get stopped. Then, few days ago the negro got dropped. What had to happen unfortunatly happened. He got shots, he just got what he started. Gunshots in his legs, in his chest and in his face. I know he regrets it 'cause now he ain't in the same place.
[Outro]-[Talking]: Rest in peace to my dead negros from Playa Del Seville, especially my cousin Tarnell, yo. Shoutout to every fallen soldiers out here who been fighting for theses streets. It's the V-O-C, my negro! Victims Of the Circumstance!
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