Lyrics:
cos I'm a rip tonight
Cos I'm scaring ya, wanted by America
(Hey yo Cube man, they on your ass)
Word, but who the fuck has heard?
It's time
Well, dear my friend your dream come to life Medicate yourself by closing the eyes
Culture of perfec9on say don’t look right Pressure will push you
Enemies dema come from North
Soma Dem dema come from South
Badbelle Is a sickness
And if you refuse to see your doctor
You're gonna die of stomach
disco, of your dicksco"
"Hang on a minute. Wait a minute"
"You look familiar, do I know you?"
"Huh, what's that, what'd you say"
"Do I know you"
"Nah nah
know one thing
Violation mean demonstration mandatory
(I stand on that)
I'ma go in your shit, you in my face talking shit 'bout my dawg
(I stand
world wide webs they weave, we caught in 'em
Old folks is dyin' and CEO's skimmin'
The bat's in your hand and this is the 9th inning
Keep your eyes
awfully gross
I know I'm wrong
But your hands have chocked
Life out a person
Developing slow
Slow down my night
Depression is close
Speed up my days
work like appliances
Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences
The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway
You try to flee but you got
Don't listen to the others they're talking nonsense sometimes
The others said that that's the end of a normal life
The end of the nine to five
But I know
when you say my shit is wack
They like "Why you ain't got a baddie by your side with a WAP?"
I turn cold to the gyaldem everytime I try
Because my skin
my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with nine figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated nine triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I catch 'em
my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with nine figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated nine triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I catch 'em
Lenore's atop the chamber door, she came for more
You pop a shot, she cops a squat, you drop right there upon the floor
I clutch your heart within my hand,
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
Nahbes
Hta tasda9
O ykouno m3aya
My bros
3aychin ri b la dose
You know
I got the sauce
La bghiti li habiti
3tina to3
Ola I'll break your nose
Bitch
2/9/93
A baby being brought
To life
Innocent unaware of
How hard he'd have to fight
living here
We'll view
How well he'll heal
When he's wounded
By
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
leave u with slit wrists
Alcohol it's dipped in, It's all in the scriptin'
By tomorrow you know she gon' leave in an instance
Under the coffin, six feet
to raise hell and bail and brag and sag
or beat down for ya flag
'cause if you is or you ain't a gang banger
Keep one in the chamber
'cause you'll
the 9th inning
Keep your eyes on the ball when you swingin
Don't be confused, don't be fooled by the wind-up
Start switchin your position, make your mind up
If we got beef it aint no bovine
I'm in the streets with the heat string your life up on a clothesline
Bullet holes will open closed minds
Chrome 9
platinum
Back to the basics
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
to call my home
9th grade trial by jury only 16 years old
Found not guilty back in '93 victim of society
Hatred and mass murder thoughts inside of me
My
your all mine cus you only get one chance don't get nine. (trust)
Don't try and waste my time, I'm feeling you, your on my mind, but remember you only
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