Eruption
Sheeba Black featuring Krayzie Bone
-Chorus-Krayzie-
That's the sound of the twelve gauge eruption (Shh... Be quiet, be quiet/ Listen, listen...)

Listen to my pump go (Listen to my pump go) Listen to my pump go bang (Go bang) Listen to my pump go (Pump go) Now you layin' in a coffin (Coffin) Listen to my pump go (Listen to my pump go) Listen to my pump go bang (Go bang) Listen to my pump go (Pump go) Now you layin' in a coffin (Coffin)

Krayzie Bone
ThugLine we have arrived in the crossfire/ Let my position be known that I'm the boss fighter, finna get up inside you/ Nigga, get at 'em, attack 'em, cap 'em, stack 'em up/ Don't let my enemies get to close, I still see 'em/ Back 'em up! Buck buck! It's Mista Sawed-Off Lethaface and TL and we bail, be very aware and prepared/ Got no time to be scared, ya'll must be thinkin' I won't leave you dead/ Better make sure you strap and when they bust, bust back/ 2000, niggas is finna hate us, but we gon be waitin' got the twelve gauges protectin' the paper/ Touch it and I spray (lay 'em) Believe it's all real and the rhyme/ I will do the crime, know I killed by the time nigga you left, don't do that, uh uh/ I have to pack my shit and slip be on the run with the gun when they come/ I'll be sleepin' with that Ak-47/ Hit the chest and cause a heart attack/ Fuck that I'm not goin' back/ Not in these days (These days) Cause these days 2000 ain't the year to be in prison, nigga feel me (Can you feel me?) You better go try and make some money cause ain't no tellin' what they plottin'/ All I know is that the cops keep watchin' me/ Followin' me around/ And I'm thinkin' maybe just because I'm down and connected with Johnny Frado down in Chicago/ But I know the niggas scopin' so I give 'em the finger in they surveillance camera and keep smokin' smokin'

-Chorus-Krayzie Bone-

Sheeba Black
When it comes to niggas, back up, cause I'm all about the stones/ Ain't no niggas knockin' me down with a ounce of rounds/ Sheeba Black baller chick I love these thugs/ When I come around I feel the hate, but give me some love/ Dressed in black ya'll niggas gonna feel the fact/ If it's see through niggas gon' bust on they wify's/ Why me? I got yo' chick callin' my crib "Is my man over there?" and "Don't you know he got kids?" And I'm out with that nigga and I move to the next, because I'm selfish I'm comin' home with all the chedda/ Like to see me floss on biggas with all my panic mommy's/ Touch me and I blaze next niggas gon try me/ I'm nasty but don't get it wrong I'm a slide through, and if I'm not with my girls I'm a crazy boo/ Accomplished niggas? I'm leavin' with three/ Show me the ice before you hit the rocks with me/ I got to have some thug stones, some pretty girl stones/ And on the day I'm enticed, I'm layin' back stones/ Right and if it's praised then it better be tight/ And if it's past four, niggas better lace me right; Panic (Uh huh)

-Chorus-

Krayzie Bone
Straight out of Cleveland niggas is out to get even/ And niggas bringin' the chedda in the process/ We represent the ghettos and the projects, the gangsta-thug-niggas, killas and the convicts/ And fuck the judge, jury, DA, and the lawmen, lawmen

Sheeba Black
You got your army boots, your fatigues, and your swimming suits/ It's money over niggas dyin' over biggas/ Two-triple-zero's it's the thug world baby, layin' it down/ ThugLine and Panic Peices baby

Krayzie Bone
You better be knowin' about a thug and if ever you need the blood/ So nigga before you jump you need to show us what you want/ And I'm tellin' you nigga once/ If I have to speak a second time it's with a weapon/ Bullets from a Desert Eagle/ Yeah nigga, a lethal injection

Sheeba Black
(Yo' check it) Sheeba Black and Krayzie Bone nigga/ Bitches holdin' it down/ When it comes down to it we gonna choose the round/ Playa hatin' niggas I just smile in your face/ Anticipatin' on the date that I spit in your face/ Panic (Uh huh) What?! Yo' yo' Sheeba Black. I'm the realist, nigga. Krayzie Bone.

-Chorus-Krayzie-

Recorded for the Sheeba Black album Panic Attack (2001)