Lyrics:
obtain and invest in self-interest
And watch the fly multiply, Red-1 and Kardinal
Yes you must recognize, to this I testify
By the ways of the Samurai
If I
hush[01:39.24]As they lurk in the night[01:40.36]Hiding the red flags[01:41.59]In flashing neon lights[01:43.10]Prince Charming[01:44.17]At the corner
on the dot
X up the plot, X’s got bought
Pay I will not, your lesson be taught
X marks the spot, X-pect a shot
Aim that red dot, your term to a stop
Mala
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
only a few get chose/nigga you either evolve or you die breathing/kill me in the morning and i’m back by the fucking evening/i digress If memory serves
the one that I wanted
Was yours
Making my entrance again with my
Usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don't you love farce,
My fault I fear
jingolo
Ten toes, till I die
Way to go, fortified
Red rose, men in black
On the roll, certified
Can't go, step aside
You need the pros, send my guys
War
Fear Not
Lyrics by Nigel “Legin” Anderson
Written by Nigel Waverly Anderson (Lyrics)
Produced by Dylan Graham (Music)
Mixed by David Blascoe
Another try fix your faulty rationality
One step forward, two steps back
Ten steps till we tear it all apart
Modern sadness leads to madness
Not believing
bagin' for the whole G Nation n****
[Chorus]
[Mack 10]
It's a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G
And the whole world influence by the be in the sea
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
By the time they catchin' up, we smoked it up
And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark
The Lou is more
got her some red bottoms
And all these hatin' ass niggas want me dead
Cause I'm Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, red!
Now blood the fuck up
thirty-eight
Red hot, on fire
Glass pot, on fire
Red dot, on fire
Five shots, on fire
Ooh oh, your boy's back
And he way to flashy, got my toys back
Nigga I
[Chorus 2X]
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off, leave water's red
Nothing wrong with a little havoc (strangle the fear of deciding)
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by
'Cuz this life will pass you by
And when fortune smiles on you
Through a red, breaking dawn
Don't waste your time
Asking why
Because 10,000 souls
Are
blood on the white
(That's nothing)
He's painting the streets red tonight
Creep and kill
c haunting thrill
He's driven by will
(That's nothing)
He's keep
But I can't pretend, I'm going on 10
Ya lol... They always projected I'll be in the pin
I am no longer bounded by sin
Cause I got my God, and I got my
is all overseen by my man will
As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see
see the time pass me by
The life I sold, bought for bottles to fill my shame
Red Door, I'm seeing red door and a red sky
Aye, aye
I'm seeing red door,
still here breathing, I'm
Dead, awfully
Dead, let these
Riptide sea waters run red
Cursed by a hand
That won't see the land
For another ten thousand
Nigga I’m pulling up with a 40 on my hip
I got a chopper in the back wit a red dot
We ain’t worried bout a opp tell em don’t try it
If a nigga
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
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