Lyrics:
I was alone in the dark
Like what to do here
Fireworks lit up the street
Ring in a new year
It was a few tears
Followed by these new fears
Of how
that shit get empty, packed out
Go and talk up you get checked and get smacked down
Whole crew fake y'all wrestles smackdown
80's flow bitch i'm bringing
get one quick
I know you lied on sick
Makes me sick
Makes me sick
(Got a problem with my bars come back and i'll wet you dead one)
She a disrespectful
sprayed with the Uz
Just like mountain you're paying me dues
Murdering crews
By the twos and the fews
--(J.Nitty) "Watch your jewels
Pretty Tone's
of making moves
They scared of what I'm bout to do next
Suplex on the beat
Don't get your crew checked
Quick to catch a body
And I'm screaming out who next
"In this country a man's home is his castle."
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that
And shout out to bae, we
Don't live in the valley, No
Ayy, yo, this is a worldwide premiere
Somebody get me two throwback jerseys
Two Nike headbands
Bboys and bgirls, everyone even if you new
The sound pounds around
Profound ground found
Surround you with the crew
Get down with the grooving
Creating
inside a two cup
Niggas trynna kill me I grew up with cause I blew up
Told her she can kick it with the gang she ate the crew up
Roxie's got me too numb
Intro, Ice Cube:
What would you do
If I punked your whole crew?
Would you run like a bitch from me?
Niggaz don't test
Cause we come from the west
granted, you only live once
Cherish the moments 'cause they will not last
Memories will be overcast by mishaps
You only live once, you don't get a second
what to do
When there's panic attacks, girl I'm just tryna relax
I just wanna roll up, I just wanna live life
Without the inner demons tryna come up
slick and get stuck
But don't play tough boy, go and get it up
Hey yo Cube, tell me this
Why half of the homies gettin' worked by a bitch?
Then they
things they still ain't even thought of yet
A good homie is hard to come by
But most times you get done by the ones you trust most
So, I gotta
your acting all shy, hm I wonder why
Every time I look at you, you turn and drop your eye
We faced, began to lace you up with lines
Fragrance by Ann
up in the sky for the whole night
You can get between the thighs if it goes right
The perfect song for the job, and it goes like...
[Chorus] - 2X
[Madchild:]
Who raised by wolves, trained by gorillas
Caged fighters, gangstas and killers,
Skateboard kids, successful drug dealers,
Pro
a drive by ain't shit
We stay to the slums
Steal wine from a bum
Sell dope to a basehead
His money comes from an armed robbery or a BNE
But how he gets his
just here for the ride
Yeah
It's like
I just can't get enough of you (I just can't get enough)
I'll let you tear me up in two ( I'll let you tear me up
spray
Slap hands with my mans by the walls we play
Now, waist chains and cami-flauge complete sag
Live pools, my squad rules
From solar to lunar, cheap
Candyland, it's Slimm, the southpaw triggerman
Flippin' work and whippin' weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoes and then you skate, back
my fate
Got on two watches I still come in late
I love all my fans and appreciate the hate
The hate just be helping that shit motivates
I'm waking up
The flame, the hustle, the pain, the redness in my eyes
When the pressure comes down, you throw the towel in
But for me and my crew that's where the work
stand tall
No bad mind come my way
Them wish me bad
Them pray make we fall
But mandem live by grace
No bad energy
When we step in yard
See good vibes be
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