Lyrics:
peace on the streets
'Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police
Hear them screamin', Fuck 'em (I hear ya)
Can't find peace on the streets
'Til
In a world legit
Now these undercover cops
Kept trying to bust my chops
Telling me I was something
That I knew I was not
Don't have a problem with my
why I have come to find a reason
But there cannot be a reason, not for death
Not like this, not like this
Three days later they made funeral plans,
of hard knocks
And I carry that attitude with me to this day, more or not
And I'm young and hot-headed
Always running from police and skateboardin'
crib
I had roaches out my granny crib
Jumped into the streets on accident
Police snatched me up, they better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quali, I
witneesed a driveby?
Okay, make sure you have your camcorder ready
To witness the extracurricular activities on blacks by the police,
So you and your
and gold
Victoria Crosses won by Booth, and Nesbitt brought us fame
We're the only police in the world with a King's Standard to our name
Both soldiers
eyes upon the sky
Yeah, blinded by her worth
How we all deny and hide
That she's not dying deep inside
Is so absurd
Oh, if I-I-I
If I could
to (Brap, brap, brap)
Kidnap a nigga like ISIS (Whoa)
Turn a whole world to a crisis (Whoa)
Walk around the city with a ice pick
I been paranoid,
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.
the sword
Heard police was looking for me, I'mma hide by abroad
Shootin stars in my pocket, bitch sit on my rocket
I'm wired off a socket, but still shockin
people are dead including three children and four others suffered serious injuries. Police have a suspect in custody but are not releasing any information
come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything
you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin
[Tony Yayo]
Money make the world go round [3X]
New York, money make the world go round
L.A., money make the world go round
Midwest, money make
goodnight to the legend
Cause lord knows the world gon' miss him
Universal the system is similar to institutionalism
And I just did 7 years in prison
Now
to me rudely; cause I’m young rich and I’m black
and live in a movie, not living by rules
New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
Bleek you’re still
bitching about the world political
I don't send shout-outs, I don't ever front
I just discuss a bunch of
Goofy stuff and say What
I'm not the baddest
for justice and racial equality
Black white brown yellow everybody follow me
U. N.I T.Y
It´s not amusing when you are loosing
Dead ina shooting police
the fuck
Muthafucka could be located nigga could be touched
I'll stab ya ass up
And its up by the cut
I keep my rees(reeboks) strapped on tight
My
were out I left him for 5 minutes and he got in a fight and when we met up again the police came in a van and took him away and it was the quickest
after ricoshaying off the tree
route, and ther?s a look of pain on the Champion?
s face. He is shaking his hands as if to say I did
not have a strong
or filling churches?
Is it worth it or not at all?
Call the ball, or I'm not involved
I just want you to go and tell 'em all
So I wrote it out in blood
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
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