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(Somebody got to help me ?)
Tell me who, who's gonna fill their shoes? (know what I'm talking about)
Tell me who, who's gonna fill their shoes
just another life to use 
Remember the heroes. 
You know we've all got a lot to lose. 
Remember the heroes 
Who's gonna fill their shoes?
off, scream in the crowd 



A whole lot of screams, a lot of broken glass 



Brothers like to wear their pants fallin' off their ass
of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When
a downfall when your shit not on 

The ball. 

Who you gonna call? 



Hustle hustle hustle hustle 



(Schmooche) 

First you see a flash & then
fall off
so you can fill their shoes, nope sorry boss
That's what the matter with black people anyway
We ain't down with nothin, I don't care what you
Black shoes fit, like they was made, from ashes 
Another brother, a sister or somebody's pops 
And when I see Al, he never stops 
Unless it's to make
all comes from the top and it spreads right round
Treat a man wrong he's gonna pass it on down
To the next in line, who's probably his wife bringing
scared and can't believe that their whole crews
Ain't a rapper alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins water elope
I do the hustle
stutter
There's scared and can't believe that their whole crews
Ain't a rapper alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins wanna elope
I do
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
Fuckers beggin' for face time
Get your own tape
But don't bother to chase mine
I got a block
Man, we havin' a great time
You couldn't fill the shoes
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
soon
They consume every womb who bares
Beneath the stairs of their doom
Best believe they're gonna shove em in a tomb

Cause Everytime I step
Whose brother Elmo, looked like me 
Elmo used to elbow lots of brothers in the nose 
Kick em when they down and he'd steal they shoes and clothes 
Elmo
is life 
We got it goin on tonight, don't nobody want to fight 
They want to see a tight show where some brothers might go for broke 
Utilisin
as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it

(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
Motherfucking Eazy does it
as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it

(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
Motherfucking Eazy does it
as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it

(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
Motherfucking Eazy does it
street men who paid their dues 

'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose 
They knew it 
So they just got to it 
With cracked old Gibsons and red
deceived, by the deceptions indeed
Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds
Distorting your genes, aborting your dreams
As coarse as it seems

Aiyyo, Work
a mobster burning down the block

Don't judge a book by the cover
Everything will be in this world is your brother
When I lost the fun ? uncover
Ancient
that I use to remove
Those heads of the mentally dead fools
I want to build with the brothers who claim to be
A said person of righteous ability
Bits
Yeah, I wanna be your lover (not your brother, not your mother, yeah)
The sun rose from behind the gasometers at six-thirty a.m.
Crept through the gap
needed an O-9, always thought but
Even that night, Issa got the clearance in sight
We ahead in the fight, while they’re tossing their knives
I get lost in