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Lives a holly roller with a mission on her mind
Got to spread the word to anybody she can find
You can hear her screaming any time in night
It's just been cleaned and I've just had it taxed
It had brand-new stereo speakers in the back
And I call up the cops
With a panic attack
Somebody
and anti freeze
And them accessories
Well honey, that's something else
Well you can get a stereo tape and a color TV
Get a back-seat bar and reclining
the telephone
It's hard enough to live my life, why don't you live your own?

I pay out money with a check, I never use the cash
Collectors closing in on me,
ladies throw their bones in my face
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound
I don't want to hear it but he won't turn it down
Life is tough but it's
blissfully around a bonfire and
sacrifice life's sanity Pay a nickel for nose-bleed seats in a peanut gallery
Gallop with a Pegasus, malice with no benefits,
them eat bullshit, make the land pay"
Make a fast deal with the local elite 
Then substitute cash-crops where once grew wheat
Build a cycle
after dinner and movie next was humpin' (gyah)
And I was always taught by mom and them respect a woma (gyah)
But you owe like Pookie I suggest you pay
don't play 

Even where we stay 
Videos shows the visuals 
Of jams today 
Coinciding with the rhythm 

Of the heart and neck 
The brakes got you
it can't deny it in the tiots was a looter
Used to hang with drive by shooters, stick 'em up for Honda scooters
Never was a scholar, make you throw
the
Interests of all our people and therefore cannot be permitted

(The jury found that they were all not guilty, not guilty, not guilty)
We've been told that all
the rest 
twat in ya bag, dag, hop in a cab
Play you for what
You gon' play yourself
Ain't nobody gon' pay you like you pay yourself
And my weight
ain't no student loans
To pay back, jack, ask 
What do you condone
Hit towns wit coke, a .45 blue as chrome
Now they done juiced marone??
Knock, knock are
to love it
Yes mother, me and wild discovery
And heard the static flock to where I sleep

By the glow of that magic box big speaker
Stereo mastered
I wear my emotions on my sleeve you know what I'm saying
I've always been like that, my whole life, man
If I fuck with you, I'm all the way out
you'd swear the mixer had fleas 
She's the mutilator, music carnivore 
Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw 
You're still amazed by the way
How else could you capture the world?
If you don't attack from the back
To the million march
Yo, Snoopa Donna, what?

When I pull up
to kill today
And I wish I had a dime for every bill I've got to pay
Some days you lose you win and the water's as high as the times your in
So I jump back
on a hoe cause you think she's fine

Holding hands at the movies, waiting much to fuck
Played like a sucker, you should know what's up
Getting dogged by
to kill today
And I wish I had a dime for every bill I've got to pay
Some days you lose you win and the water's as high as the times your in
So I jump back
plenty bills to pay
you know how it go when you got no dough
and the bills stack up while the interest rate grows
it's like the more that you save up,
Greater gifts, I receive, by those who are blessed 
Me, I got a treasure chest 
By all means protected at all times 
you try to front, you'll pay more
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
I'm influenced
By the ghetto you ruined
That same dude
You gave nothin'
I made somethin' doin'
What I do through
And through and
I give you