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Sound the alarm
Infamous comes
From the slums
Lookin' them done

Within' they pump
Cough the thoughts
Bitches are numb
Niggas they run

All
I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit
And his wizard's hat
He spoke of his movie and how he was makin' a new sound track
And then we
We can ride through the late night
Pump the music and stay high
Leave our troubles on the roadside
Till the daylight come

This music sounds
I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit
And his wizard's hat
He spoke of his movie and how he was makin' a new sound track
And then we
Since that the day the doctor took me out of the womb and spanked me
Girl I was born to be with you and the rest is history
Generations and now I'm all
all my well check's,Leave my health
Cause I cant count all this money think I need some help,
It's the franchise of zone 6 no jazze cheif
I got
tracks by a bullet from a lawman's gun
Oh, you can't rest a minute when you're livin' life on the run
Here we go

The white lines on the road, that's
Live lyrics from the bank of reality
I kick da fliest dope maneuver technicality
To a dope track, you wanna hike git out ya backpack
Um in my flav-mobile
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
Evolutionary flows y'all want more dough
Make wit the best get the best all the rest hit 'em less
Rip a nigga from the East to the West
Just a lyrical maze
preachin' about savin' souls
Yellin' out how the whole town is full of sin
But like Pa and all the rest
He tries to look down Bobbie Sue's low-cut dress
preachin' about savin' souls
Yellin' out how the whole town is full of sin
But like Pa and all the rest
He tries to look down Bobbie Sue's low-cut dress
premises
Good times avoid you like a Nemesis
With or without we all gonna face that
Find a way to put food on a place mat
Stay sound, don't feed your
Coming down new sound
Should be thankful
Dirty riffs Dirty beats Dirty samples
Sell out show take the money
Then we cancel
Frontrows-backrows
metro
Live lyrics from the bank of reality
I kick da fliest dope maneuver technicality
To a dope track, you wanna hike git out ya backpack
Um in my
metro
Live lyrics from the bank of reality
I kick da fliest dope maneuver technicality
To a dope track, you wanna hike git out ya backpack
Um in my
Coming out the alleyways of Illtown 
Producer extraordinaire Kaygee 
Followed by the backbone VinRock 
And the last to fall onto this planet: Me
leave the first light of day
This one goes out
To my beautiful stranger
I slipped so quietly away

By the window where she stands
She counts the beads in
another hour, another pass
Another day anywhere

And all these riots are broken sounds
Yeah, you sleep on the track
Every night, oh no

And we don't
of the west." 
Call of the west

(The conflict)
Harshly awakened by the sound of six rounds 
Of light caliber rifle fire followed minutes 
Later by
down, dope beat, polite sound
Dump, you heard it through the track in the speed bump
You need somethin to rush off, here take this poem
Inject it in ya
zone call it Little Vietnam
R.I.P to Peanut rest in peace Lil Kev
Can't forget Lil Mike he use to roll em all night movie
Free my nigga Neecho
Took
games, I'm a playa so I peep it.
Put one of your funky tracks next to mine and watch me heat-seek it.
Kablow.
All my enemies have been faded.
Even
(c'mon, see'mon) plat'

Yo Na Na so ill, first week out
Shipped a half a mil, niggas freaked out
She's all about sex, pard-on, check your facts
hopeful
Praying that tonight we will be better than the rest
Most of us think we are movie stars give us a shot the world is ours
Come on baby, I think