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Yeah
Hell Yeah
This that dance where, no one 's looking
You can do whatever the f**k you feel like doing man that 's the Moses twist to me

I 'm
these so-called drug thugs bust they gun niggaz
Mean mugged, supposed to be the toughest in the club niggaz
Watch out, motherfucker say somethin I'll,
you

Holy Moses, Me Amigo
Mystic biscuit, mind your lingo
Walk in circles, stand by truth
Watch out boys, she's after you

She's after you, oh,
you

Holy Moses, Me Amigo
Mystic biscuit, mind your lingo
Walk in circles, stand by truth
Watch out boys, she's after you

She's after you, oh,
Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking dome-piece
Deceased, laid to rest

Who come to get you
None, they want guns
I be
they came was to watch the lamb.

"Daddy, daddy, What will see there,
There's so much that we don't understand",
So I told them of Moses and Father
Traditions started by the school not far from the Apollo
My "Fuck tomorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado - word to Custom Auto
[Verse 1 - Scarface]
I use to watch you on stage gettin'money, lookin lovely
Got these niggaz offerin they pockets tippin you twenties
'cause you
Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking dome-piece
Deceased, laid to rest

Who come to get you
None, they want guns
I be
just stop
I could if I would but I can't
I'm hot, and you blow
I'm still the man to watch, Hublot
On my left hand or not
Soon I step out the booth
The Golden Child chop that ass up, you was holding out
Let the streets be the court and corners hold the trial
Fatal not fictitious
I rock the cable
[Chorus]
Michael Jackson brought you Thriller
It made all the gun-man hollar
Mack 11 guard your grilla

Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon,
not far from the Apollo
My "Fuck tomorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado, word to Custom Auto

Watch dem niggas that be close
you wanted extra cheese, sometimes I gave you extras
How we divided slices like the Red Sea theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn zapora
the ghetto trying to get the hell out
So I would try as I watch my friends die
But all I could do was sit back and cry
These are feelings I'm expressing
theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn zapora
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't see or cope
the ghetto trying to get the hell out
So I would try as I watch my friends die
But all I could do was sit back and cry
These are feelings I'm expressing
kill, watch the crowd go hush
Out the club in the morning light
To the diner for some grub, got an appetite for destruction
Who fronting on this real
Yeah, you wanted extra cheese, sometimes I gave you extras
How we divided slices like the Red Sea theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn
Ay, Check this out,This the Carolina Birddog
AKA Ginboy, Mister Ginboy, y'all know what it is
I got my man Gotto in the house tonight
I got my
you wanted extra cheese, sometimes I gave you extras
How we divided slices like the Red Sea theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn zapora
Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking dome-piece
Deceased, laid to rest

Who come to get you
None, they want guns
I be
you do
 ("Nas is coming..")
[Nas] Right, right

[Dre] You know, can't nobody f*** with this
 ("Nas is coming..")
 You know all these n****z out
in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh ta death everyday like I jumped up out a casket
How you do
community we watch fights and it really don't bother me 
Sadamized by poverty 
Cause nobody think bout our babies 
Cause nobody thinkin bout our babies