In The Line Of Fire

[Intro: AP.9]
Yes, nigga (Yes yes) On the battlefield
AP.9 Solo
With Freako, in the line of fire
In the line of fire nigga
Sometimes survive nigga (Sometimes you die)
Sometimes you die (I made it)
Why?
Bullet shells, bullet wounds
Ey ey

[Verse 1: AP.9]
It all started off when I was about twelve livin' up in this ghetto hell
Shakin' these packed jails, and makin' my money from crack sales
My family live in a lack of wealth, so I took it upon my self
To make something up out of nothing, on the ave hustlin' my niggas scufflin
No one to trust but niggas be bluffin'
Adrenalin rushin' hittin like a percussion givin' concussions
So niggas dome call, I make one phone call
And they'll be on y'all like white on rice, swoopin' up yo' life
We gotta strive and struggle, tryna bubble
Pushin' rocks they bought him rubble
As I'm makin' my money double, when I see trouble
I can't think right, up on a late night
See my cousin take nine in the line of fire
With two to the spine and he can't walk
The walk he used to talk and now he can't run
On the run, strapped with a gun, for tryna be number one
I used to tell him (LIsten) He used to tell me (Listen)
Exchange game, put my mind frame with a migraine
I gotta maintain up on this street life
Where young niggas don't eat right
We sleep light, my feet laced tight
So I know when I get grown and get out on my own
Since stickin' and movin' and pushin zones tryna get to the throne
That's just the way it is, sometimes you live
Sometimes you get blitzed so I stay steppin' up with Sig Sauer
Young thug nigga with a lawer, and strong in the game
Protectin' my brain in the line of fire

[Chorus: AP.9]
In the line of fire, sometimes you live, sometimes you die
Sometimes you get caught up, and this game'll take yo' life
Tryna reach the prize, to get yo' ghetto platinum plaque
Better realize whatever you do to fall back

[Verse 2: AP.9]
So I stay strapped 'cause it's the way it gotta be
Don't wanna be a casualty, tryna reach the cavalry
Status to my salary, set a goal, fuck a foe
In a ho' but the gat gon' blow, I hit the block and post on another coast
Wit my toasta' , like I'm supposed ta
I almost got roast up, shot to head close up, no joker
That's why I loc up with a super soaker
Wettin' niggas disrespectin' and it ain't no second guessin'
I need a plug and a fake I.D. a lick and a pound of weed
And twelve G's with the tip in my cellie and about five Ki's
'Cause I'm highly illegal, built for the high speed
And we go, with a lethal weapon, I'ma keep on steppin'
'Til I meet death, my last breath on the battlefield
Sicker than killa real nigga or a fake one
When I take one and make one, but I ain't got take none
So I spray guns, livin' up in the slums where bodies numb

[Chorus: AP.9]
In the line of fire, sometimes you live, sometimes you die
Sometimes you get caught up, and this game'll take yo' life
Tryna reach the prize, to get yo' ghetto platinum plaque
Better realize whatever you do to fall back
You all that, so don't trip when you get that call back
Knockin' up at ya condo, with a twist in yo' ball cap
You better pronto, my soul come to haunt yo'
Whole bloodline when I'm just waitin' for that right time nigga

[Verse 3: King Freako]
Smooth dark brown skin, pistol at hand, robbery plan
Crack sales on the white mans turf, trappin' us in
Niggas runnin' from the repercussion, jail cells
And the enemies bustin, you all get with bullets
Loud blast from the capacity of a fo' five
Sounds echo through the tenement halls
Once a real nigga with balls
Now it seems like you have no nuts all
'Cause you fuckin' with a real mob nigga, ghetto star
Better put yo' life on stars, make 'em talk
With a [?] in his mouth
One clip from this shit don't mess it up
'Til all his brain fall out
I made sho' all his lights go out
And from that day on, just me and my physical form
Remain a soldier mob star
[?] Execute
Ride up on the side of him in a track to shoot
Or just walk up and pump you to the head and scoot

[Chorus: AP.9]
In the line of fire, sometimes you live, sometimes you die
Sometimes you get caught up, and this game'll take yo' life
Tryna reach the prize, to get yo' ghetto platinum plaque
Better realize whatever you do to fall back
In the line of fire
Cock it