 
To be gun flashing, blasting thatS why we ainT lasting 
All fastened, strapped ready for rivals harassing 
Looking over your shoulder ducking cars that are passing 
In my rumbo you hear that Latin Lingo 
Guns shoot through at pachucos fuckin sickos 
With four nickels nobody walks around single 
Get caught slipping theyLl pull your card from a window 
ItS that simple locals get gaffled by barrio locos 
Steal their Spanish grease making them shed a tear like Willie Bobo 
Over dollars, chains and rings things that are worth poco 
A cocoS out there stealing Cause theyRe fiending for perico 
A head crack will strike and attack for a sack 
Pawn or sell your shit to buy a rock and bring that high back 
ThatS why I strap itS my defense against those 
Who are committing defense randomly becoming foes? 
Shit is survival of fittest testing whoS biggest and realest on the street 
Feel this beware of killers, stealers and dealers 
Rebel guerillas striking on policemen who give us 
Hard times in the city where no love is with us 
AinT no love 
AinT no love 
In the city
AinT no love
In the city 
AinT no love
| 1 | The Stone Garden | 
| 2 | Temporary Insanity | 
| 3 | Psycho City Blocks | 
| 4 | Bullets | 
| 5 | Enemy of the State | 
| 6 | Show of Force | 
| 7 | Order Through Chaos | 
| 8 | Sick Dogs | 
| 9 | Poison Rituals | 
| 10 | La Conecta (pt. 1) |