Lyrics:
Welcome to the chop street
Dead bodies hanging by they feet
You see this demon when I walk
You hear this evil when I speak
Mark of the beast
When I
hungers that've been coming apart so long
It's a wonder that we still want to dance
But here we are in the humbling dark
Throwing shapes while
some of these priests are even crooked now
You talk religion now a days and man, they just put you down
Like, what the hell?
I don't know who
It must have been our crooked start that chipped me out of place
And that put me on a train to who knows where
But looking out the window with
The one that I still feel
And when you finally wake from the light
And see it for all that it is worth
By the time you realize it's a scam
That's all,
everlasting nights
Of losing sleep by winning these fights
And receiving only dirt
And I give crooked smiles
To the never ending search
I'm made of mud,
I need
(I don't know what to writeâ?¦ Oh well, yo)
I offer nothing but the uncertain promise
That I'll honestly pursue the crooked path of the conscious
of riches
A belly full fights never willingly
An empty stomach does not have
The energy to finish it
Layers in between padded by a dream
Stretching for
explanation
It's nothing more than what you see here
My heart still feels divided
Halfway between wrong and right
I know I'm playing with fire
But I don't know
know
We still live in Cali
Gotta style cultural
We was
Known from the 60's
From panthers to hippies
Now were known for
Murders pimps
Well I remember being young, hell I think I still am.
Well I was sitting steady chilling on the tailgate
Sippin' on a day old pint of that
to have a seizure still edgin' up my gold teeth
Headin' down you to go with Rich and get some protein
I'm giving bones so you're chokin'
I get biz every
know I'm a keeper
Found my confidence
Watch me do my dance
Loving our romance
It leaves you in a trance
I can tell by the way you move
And the way
makin it hard to get by
See I was only 12 but I didn't even cry
Made a vow to myself to make a living for I die
Shit got hard sleeping n my mama car
Like a shadow on a shadow, a phantom in a film strip,
Faint glimmer of the past trapped in mother's old slides,
Sits still in the apartment while
of mine?
You were a drive-by romance
Now you?re my world of ecstasy
And I still believe, oh
If you could see behind my eyes
The more it hurts
Magic mushrooms ecstasy, cannabis, ludes, and GHB uppers an downers and THC blues and vics and acid on sheets
Hey yo Loc
What's up Johnny
down, shiftee, mad at the world, straight gully
Villians, crooks, thieves, terrorists, killers
Drug dealers, Hennessey, ecstasy
Weed, Queens, Brooklyn
Other words, nigga's show love and chicks spit the ecstasy
How real is that?
Chorus [saukrates] {xzibit}
I keep it moving and moving, keep it going,
Want Wait No More
Who’s Gonna Kiss (That Man)
Who’s Gonna Kiss (That Man)
Boom Boom Shake The Room
Ecstasy Below The Moon
We Need Took Me By The Hand
I don't need no dreams when I'm by your side
Every moment takes me to paradise
Darlin', let me hold you
Warm you in my arms and melt your fears away
by man, there stands an old hanging tree
Its roots are still growing
But it died long ago
Bury it down with my soul, down in my soul
Down with
crooked, we up now we straight
N**** can’t play when you playing with the weight
I make her roll put that b**** on them skates
B**** you can’t cut out
Now i'm packing a glock since my twin brother's locked down
I'm hot now
So many crooked cops had got shot down
5-o see me on the block and they chalk
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