Lyrics:
Was starting to take its toll
Anarchy, apocalyptic
In the streets the fires grew
The end is nigh the clock tick, tick
The Devil always gets his due
Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-fucker!
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in
It don't take a lot to keep a nigga hard
Must be a lady in the light but real freaky in the dark
Plus I got some enemies, baby, hold my pistol
undressing
A woman who named Andrea her husband who go by Derek or Derryl
I cant remember
This shit happened in December or somewhere ‘round in the Winter
millimeter pistol
And I got a mac-10 from Invasion USA
We're gonna have a 'lil race, you read?
(Yep) ok, bottom two, here we
Go: 9 millimeter fired, then
Have 'em moanin' out the vowels sounds, oh, wee and ahh
And how, by now, you should know me and my
Crew members do members of the opposite sex
Have
Yo what's up. Hey, it's Madchild. You guys let me in man.
It's Madchild from Swollen Members guys...
Walk into the room, an intentional cock
This a Nitty beat (boing)
Here we go again
Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh)
You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh)
I gotta introduce you
This a Nitty beat (boing)
Here we go again
Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh)
You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh)
I gotta introduce you
[Nitty:]
Here we go again
Ghetto field USA
You know I go by the name Nitty right?
I gotta introduce you to
anotha muthafucka in my squad right
This
ballin just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood
Posted by the store
pistol in my lap on the phone countin dough
If ya girl choose
let her do her thang
just
Anyone Out Of The
Mainstream La Vie Boheme
Is Anyone In The
Mainstream? La Vie Boheme
Anyone Alive - With A
Sex Drive La Vie Boheme
Tear Down The Wall
to go slide
I call up my lil one
He gone hop in the ride wit a stick and a pistol
You take one of mine we slide forever
I'm bout to go dive
Her pussy
Have 'em moanin' out the vowels sounds, oh, wee and ahh
And how, by now, you should know me and my
Crew members do members of the opposite sex
Have
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
Uh, yeah
Uh, uh
Ha, I'm in LA with the growers (these goin' for dirt cheap right here, nigga, how many you need?)
Nigga, place your order (or
these hipster tabloids jumping on and off my sex pistol's bullets
Like every other week he spins the bottle
Like every other week these fucking fanzines
the come home
Walking that tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
Talk'll get you shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT
Sex, money, murder, I gotta eat
But I
a child would, you raped my childhood
Just stroll in, roll in your pole into Rolie Polie Olie's colon.
To relax my mind I take a walk by the clock and I
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so
thru
I'm just lookin for something official
Tryna use what I see in you
Need you by my side like a pistol
Girl I could never be against you
Lil
Let me record this piece right quick
Hey, hey, hey, hey, young Himi
Hendrix that is, well, Hendrix to you anyway
Then left my pistol at the house
Had
Fear the future, enjoy the past
Verses by the mass
Travel fast
Confidence I have
Crushing bones and souls
Sweep them in them bag
Rock n' Roll has
bet dat I'm going
Da drought had em dry but naw I ain't slow up
I remember times when I had nothing
Now count up 20,s by the hunnits
I got my dawg in
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