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(Chief Rocka)

Boom shaka laka yo here comes the Chief Rocka
Rock it down, so jump up off the tip you're not my nucca
For sharper type to battle
the honey pot and, your pot is hot 
Honey in the honey pot and the pot is what you got 
To lova rocka rocka me to my soul 
Oh love me to my soul, rock me
the honey pot and, your pot is hot 
Honey in the honey pot and the pot is what you got 
To lova rocka rocka me to my soul 
Oh love me to my soul, rock me
On my way back from a wedding
I drove round some of the old streets
I got swept up by the memories
Of cold nights and warm sheets
I parked outside
kiddy-come-come

[Run]
Cool chief rocka, don't drink vodka
Used to keep cheeba inside my locker
Used to get to' down, now I slowed down
Hold the flow down
The rock of my soul went to church on Sunday
The rock of my soul went to work on Monday
Clean across the levy by the railroad tracks
The other
Seiger
I couldn't tell neither
Watchin' the projects with a van of speakers
Peepin' how my kids rest bangin my wiz for hours
Surveillance tapes us in
nerves
I got kids "Actin' a Fool" from the traps to the burbs

My filthy mouth, it won't fight cavities or beat plaque
So I shot the tooth fairy and took
to my homies who write me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but kids keep sending me mail
With their laberty bell, so I can tell you about the half
you ready or not it's time to set shop up 

Lock up your doors while my metaphors make your glock pop up 

Chief unique Rocka, bitch knocka
Well, they sprung me out of Quentin, 
I'm back on the mob's payroll 
They can buy my body 
Sure they can't buy my soul. 
I'm working out
be light
As twice as ship advice to my homies who write me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but kids keep sending me mail
With their liberty bell, so
in Jordans with reflector tongues
Two kids with wet cement living down in their souls
They say what gets caught when you're young
Stays there when
"Stick Up Kid"

Rolling in my 2-door Monte Carlo
Looking for somebody I can borrow
5 or 10 dollars 'til tomorrow
I'm doing bad ya'll uh-uhn
I
what you want plus put my mind in it
Rocka Iriscience trained to go the length
Finding all terrain thin tanked in full strength
"No surrender and no
Spilling my soul to a ton of people I don't know
And I can feel my skin wearing thinner
4th night no appetite for dinner
Shit goddamn well ain't life
talk shit, hey
Say something, say something
Say something, say something

The Lord Chief Rocka, I'm colder than meat lockers
My people keep throwin' it
some change!"
All diggin' in my ear for it and shit, deranged!
I grabbed him by his head and tried to yank it to the left to break his neck
But his head
On Mardi Gras day the Tennessee kid
Awoke in a puddle
Of his own worst fears
Haunted by the ghost
Of vague remembrance
No corporeal beast he could
to get it

See lately I've been thinking bout saving my soul
And do prayers make it to heaven from the ghetto
I asked all my friends but they all say
town is frozen now
And I can't remember summer
It feels like spring may never come

There's a half full whiskey bottle
On the table by my bed
pain and never feed your hunger
I won't close my eyes when it rain and thunders
Don't matter cause, cause it's in your soul

And when the night is
want you to know

I left you there
I hid upstairs
I had to kid
Because you're the one I see

I looked around
I felt the ground
Its soul not
rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up
said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning