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fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
Lately I've been seeing things
Belly button piercings in the sky at night
When we're side by side
And I don't mean to rain on anybody's cabaret
shroud
Frightened by my feelings
I only wanna be a relief

No, I’m not a go-getter
The demon had a spell on me
My black shroud
Captain of my
real, my hustle dope
I'm finding meals, I'm signing deals
I'm the Gladiator like Russell Crowe
Yeah, you know it's real, but I'm focused still
Why you
Black tar drips from the ceiling & pills of paint
So I smashed head first from the wall for my escape
I ain't seeing straight the wall was just a window
the Skin"
Prophesied "Last Rites/Loved to Death" my friends
Then I started seeing "Bad Omens" in my head
"Good Mourning/Black Friday," will I "Wake Up Dead"?
rolling
As days go by

It's what happens when your living in the street life
It's so dark and you don't get sunlight
People seeing why you don't get
rolling
As days go by

It's what happens when your living in the street life
It's so dark and you don't get sunlight
People seeing why you don't get
her
And drive by the projects while a nigger hollar

I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty
bang)
Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)

Do ya thug thing gon' get 'em up
Represent ya side nigga hit 'em up
Disrespect we gon' take it
the black and eat at the rest
And that's probably what we're gonna do

And from what I understand
He's just some boy with a band
But when I walked by
but so did you
One was black, one was blue
I was watching the days go by
Could you be seeing a silly dream
Where Billy lives on Prozac and nicotine?
the DVD

And said Michael is there something that you need to say to me?
Well I don't know how to tell you.
You can tell me any
Thing that you want
my nigga seeing 6 figures
Black bottles popping when I'm on the turf
Two private Jets what this nigga's worth

Atlanta, Miami, Rosé
We like 2Pac
my nigga seeing 6 figures
Black bottles popping when I'm on the turf
Two private jets what this nigga's worth

No girl under ten
No whip under
And the other faces here with me
The others dressed in summers thing
If only one way is to be wonderful
If only one way is to the other song
And every time
a flat fee
But seeing dem niggaz bleed is the only thing that's gon' relax me
I'm hands on nigga damn what you say
All them games that you play don't
a flat fee
But seeing dem niggaz bleed is the only thing that's gon' relax me
I'm hands on nigga damn what you say
All them games that you play don't
of their skin
I feel ashamed of myself I'm a white human being
Surrounded by suckers to afraid to be seeing
There ain't such a thing called superior race
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
feet, formerly British walker
Yes love, that's how it was before
When you was funky fresh or down by law
Parlay with your crew at the corner store
Dear Homie, what's the hap, since your up in the sky? 
With God by your side 
Homie what's it like? 
I know your bein' treated right
No more
haircuts, man I'm talking about a
mighty big one,
they had to get a hair extension peace on me man, sticking three, four
feet up the air.
Big black thing
bang)
Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)

Do ya thug thing gon' get 'em up
Represent ya side nigga hit 'em up
Disrespect we gon' take it