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bullets they be poppin' off at us, shit
But yet we always romance the street
And fall in love with the hood 'til somebody come blast the heat
Always up
(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)
Somebody's calling out your secret name
And your window's being kissed by stones
Baby can you hear my silent
seems I been shot by cupid 
Am I gonna stop, think not that's stupid cuz . . .

ooooh 
Im in love 
Im in love 
Im in love 
Im in love with you
to the moon and the stranger
And your fall by the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn
in these times of compassion when conformity's in fashion
Say one more
the street
And fall in love with the hood 'til somebody come blast the heat
Always up to no good, so all of my fam could eat
See in the hood we hungry, hey
Insane In The Brain
Rick James In The Veins
Real Niggas Never Change
And Though We Homies And We No Longer Hang
You Know You Know Me And That Love
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah, it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah, it's murda, murda, murda
Somebody tell 'em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
to the moon and the stranger
And your fall by the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn
in these times of compassion when conformity's in fashion
Say one more
right away what happened
Somebody stole the D.J.
Who or why I had no clue
But I knew what I had to do
No eat no sleep, just work
Then walked past
the street
And fall in love with the hood 'til somebody come blast the heat
Always up to no good, so all of my fam could eat
See in the hood we hungry, hey
producers, I figured out you losers
I knew my longevity confuse ya
Big paper game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal king james
somebody else bitch
And I hear voices sayin', "YoU cAn HaVe ThAt TrIcK."
Hallucinatin', trippin' - freakin' out
Passin' out on the floor and I'm speakin'
I was rollin' through the hood one day
Thought shit den calmed down, 
"Gang-bangin'" den played out by the years since I den been around
Ain't talked
unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah, it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah, it's murda, murda, murda
Somebody tell 'em it's murda
Murder was the case
unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah, it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah, it's murda, murda, murda
Somebody tell 'em it's murda
Murder was the case
some-bo-dy
And by bein in the bright spotlight, you learn a lot like
if you got ends, well then you got friends
If you got dough, well then you got hoes
we don't want them by the house
But Skipper started bustin' when he saw them pullin' out

We did them niggaz dirty for fuckin' up our vibe
We packed up
Listen!

If you listen to this its evident you trying to figure out if I'm dude
Or maybe somebody told you I'm that dude
Or maybe you one
ancestors was raped by somebody white
(I'm black)
So I like to sing dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
(I'm black)
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ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like
ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like