Texty:
Snitch Is This The End

but now theyA're so unreal Is this the end of a dream is this a joke or is it real you told me you will never go My brain is messed up i canA't think

. Chorus: word is out hysteria ya heard about Nas and Junior Gong came to turn it out body the verses til they scream murder out the kings is back time

heater nigga need for them restless snakes Right in my face caught a case tryin' to defend my space Dodging snitches police niggaz jumping state to state What kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody? The kind of nigga that's gone end

sedans Pumpin' crack dreams to crack fiends for a fee Their dream is to re-up to a ki Cops watch the influx of dope through a telescope Snitches in

Nas] Word is out, hysteria you heard about Nas and Jr. Gong gonna turn it out Body the verse until they scream "murder" out The kings is back, time to

me 'bout my *? dope-sip*? Niggas just take your cut and get your ass up out my face The only thing you probably get from me is a cock-sucking pistol

to lie and too scared to steal 'Cause what's mine is mine and what's his is his In these streets it's clear, punishment's severe If that line is crossed

, holla at goddamn baby Kay Slay, they don't want me out here They don't want you out here, dog This is motherfuckin' Face Mob, Kayslay, New York City

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne] If you you see thunda From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya when she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep