Lyrics:
Atlanta...
Make some noise!
If you down with Kurupt, would you...
Make some noise!
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Nigga, what?
You're just a space invader
Takin' up all
want me just to do this on my own, now
I went from way up to way down, then back the fuck up
Cause bitch I don’t need your help, I went from way up
wood from my bats
When they meet, where the fuck y'all at? Forreal
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
my zone
In my zone
This ain't no ordinary, dog
I was sick of being poor and said enough
Right up 85 North, I never was
Working, breaking down doors
think you doin')
What it look like?
Puttin it down for my niggaz from the south side
North Carolina, South Carolina, & all my lil bitty holes and little
But for me from the beginning a fucked-up hand was already dealt
I used to trust in my preacher
But now a days my mac-11 is my one and only teacher
heard from him since
You know about life after kicked the kid in
Since me and my mi-dan can flip seven gri-dams
Scri-dam the flow is forbidd-en
Either
heard from him since
You know about life after kicked the kid in
Since me and my mi-dan can flip seven gri-dams
Scri-dam the flow is forbidd-en
Either
of working
I guess I was birth for a purpose
I control my own destiny
I don't go to churches
Cause hypocrite they always preaching the Sermon
You know life go
the evil lives
Post traumatic stress, PTSD
If you from the hood then you just like me
Niggas kick in your door for a PS3
How the fuck do you expect me to be
the evil lives
Post traumatic stress, PTSD
If you from the hood then you just like me
Niggas kick in your door for a PS3
How the fuck do you expect me to be
Brain on drugs
Fed eggs over runny
Got it on my own
Dont believe in lucky
Imma always eat
Geanie rub my tummy
Bubblegum kush
Everything seem funny
Live by
feel cra-zy
(Tell 'em bout it)
Last year was a hard one, but life goes on
Hold my head against the wall learnin' right from wrong
They say my
were victims of age
But I guess I like it really its these moments that I live for
The right side of my brain wakes up as soon as I lock my door
The left
live it, shorty
Becoming my own man
Came a long way from deeper depression
Every new day is really a blessing
Every loss is just really a lesson
Follow
a young Nigga in, I ain't got to slide in the door
Didn't need a big 3, that's just how I live
Saw a girl from Greece
Where I used to live
They said I'd
at the Carny grounds
And they getting swallowed by their very own greed
Dark carnival and wicked clowns because we need
Three little piggies to make a piggy
the mirror, I cannot question
Deep in my heart, I know it's destined
I cannot run from it anymore
I'm ready to see what's in store
I'ma leave my doubts
My home boy got life, gettin hard for me to look at em
Feelin like its my fault, judge threw tha book at em
His momma call me son,and his sista call
getting longer
We can make it on these corners
I can't take it anymore death is knockin at my door
Will my whole life pass me by
I try to escape when I get
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
Lifestyles is lavish, livin' my life from Dallas
It was a challenge, livin' my life like a savage
To have or to not to have it or nobody can have it
he heard a groan from next door,
room eighteen. The Mexican kid lived there, the Priest had passed him on
the stairs and saw the kid was hooked, but he
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
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