Lyrics:
got a story to tell.
Laws trippin' when they see me askin' "what's that smell",
Raw fed exed me some x pills we call it e mail.
Lights camera
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
]
A lot of niggas want to join the click
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When the feds prosecute you as a street guard
Clean, well fed, well cared for
She just gives them what they need the most
And that is Love at the end of their strife
You do know the value of Love,
gave us x-ray
To see pass the skin tone
Don't you know that all of us
We were born from one rib bone
Or do you have that syndrome?
That 1950's
and white I been blind by sun rays and sunshine
I'm not mad I been kind
Boom pow! Gun smoke!
How far do the tight rope go? (Ohh)
How far tight rope go? (How
How can we achieve anarchy if we don't know what it means?
Do we even want anarchy that illusionistic dream?
They say they see no reason for
and "Don't Believe the Hype, "
"Can't Do Nuttin' For You Man"
"911 is a Joke" twenty years
We got here by actin' like common folk
Tourin' the world like
than
Two little piles, and rather than bring that one up, we decided to throw
Ours down. That's what we did
Drove back to the church, had
for these racist wars
A lie's fed by these TV whores
I know it's more to news fake the truth
We break through won't lose we move with Public Enemy
them, that's them, they know all my business
I don't know what I would do without all of my crew, yeah
I ain't makin' no room, yeah, I ain't makin' no
think they want me back
I know what the problem was
I thought we was done with that
My favorite rapper used to wear sace and have a lumberjack
I’m just
the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you
know that the Double X L hit 'em
Double X L spittin, Double X L listen
Tune in to my Double X L mission
Double X L through it, Double X L do it
I'm
[Kurupt]
Yeah bitch
Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers
What you think about that?
You brother's don't got it
B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle
My
the Taz
see Murder been known to keep the rocks up in the skillet man
Waitin on a kilo they eight I'm straight you dig
What you need ten
the United States
And no clue of what
Was going to happen next
That's exactly what we did like
My mom said, "I don't know where I'm going
But I can't stay
and the same bitch
That said she gon' lie on the stand
Ain't even coming to court
And the same lawyer that said he gon' do all he can
Do what you can afford
to 10
Keepin in a cool place from Uncle Ben
You know you messin' with a nigga
That do this for a livin'
Put two in the street while
There's two in
on me what it is nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga (x4)
Two lambs the same color I just call em' twins
Back at home I'm gone buy that boy a Benz
times
That it's unrecognizable
This is just the way I'm feelin'
I refuse to lie
Do it like we do it and we do it til we die
And we're not dead yet
piss-stained concrete
That's right, yo, who voted toasting in the wind
Las Vegas Otis
What you know
Leave it right here we ghost in the Lotus
Put
with them guys that society begrudges
We been thuggin' worldwide got arenas buzzin'
We survived gettin' fronted by Ilena cousin
Before you could sell
I got the feds takin notes all day and night they’re snappin pictures and I bet u that they tapped my line cuz the crime that I do pays slangin Ps
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