Lyrics:
twist off, they tops for real
The conflict's in the hearts of many men for real
The convicts in the Pen holdin' plenty steel
Niggaz know they house bigger
still here)
That whoever believes in him (Still here)
Shall not perish but have eternal life
I knew a young Nigga
Today he be like 25
He rented him
a astronaut
'Nition for my 15 on my counter watch it count them out
Brother put more o's in that lil bruh than in my bank account
This life ain't for the weak,
All hope long ago buried
Here in London in a sea of strangers
(A necklace of Marian's has
Been stolen by the
Crowd the conman laughs Marian struggles
down for the ride
New friends can be so hard to find
In the end will they leave me behind
Or will they stick by my side
At least long enough to see
the Red bottom
Order the number 9's
You should of seem me when I got them
I was in my house (in my house)
Dancin' in the mirror
Straight thinkin' bout
it's easy for me
Hasn't Been the same since I saw my bro leave
When your own house feelin like it's not your home
Letting strangers in your home an then
time I seen darling Corey
She was standing by the sea
Had a forty-four strapped across her bosom
Had a banjo on her knee
Go away, go away, darling
ball he be travelin'
That nigga foul and he triflin', come over here girl
I know that he all up in your ear girl
You don't want me for my money, you
ever compare
My baby's bright when the sun rise
She's laid out in the summertime
I know you wanna be outside
But promise you won't run away this time
Got
gained weight in the hood (nah)
My aim is good, aiyyo X what they want it to be here?
Our hammer's cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair
Yeah
Ha!
This here's a story about, Lost John
Lost John done flew the coop!
Hee!
How many long gone?
Lost John standin' by the railroad track
speakin anotha language than let me translate it
It was early in the mornin
Repos got the Volvos
Now I'm standin at my door
Smokin them Marlboros
Thinkin my
Let me lay right here for the 7th hour straight
I remember when I saw my greatest days
Now they're all demanding and I haven't got Anyone givin' me
be like, "We right here, nigga"
Even though we right here, we far away, we light years, nigga
And my AK got diarrhea nigga
I'm promethazine, mixed
revenge
To do what you couldn't do
Tell Obama that my verses are just like the whips that he in
They bulletproof
Minus twenty we in Pitfield
At Kai's
I'm in here cookin' up, I'm in here cookin' up yeah, I'm in that mode bitch, yeah, bitch I'm in that
Mode wade get paid in this bitch, nigga, you,
here
Stones on every arm, the crib is ten million
The corks from Dom Perignon can't reach my ceiling
Four maids with four grenades
When the sun's in my
I've been running from the cops
Picket fences in my path, guaranteed to get hopped
Most of you niggas out here pigs, like some fucking pork chops
Up
much time goes by, I'ma shoot my best shot and see if it goes through
Extend my arm, flick my wrist and release with perfect form
Then the predator goes
have to kill 'em
That ain't the reason my folks came here
The old lady came out on the porch
Took her in the house, sit on the flo'
Man, what you came
beheading you
If you feelin' scared, don't hide in the church house
Cause it ain't no helpin' you My youngin' gon' shoot at the reverend too
This shit can
Intelligent black full of rage I'm not afraid
By that alone I cant be caged Im not afraid
Not afraid
Not afraid
Aint no fear in my heart nigga
My daddy told me
sight tonight's the night to get hyped
And fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by the way, my name is Dre
So listen up motherfucker to what I
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