Lyrics:
(Aaah I don't know poii Khosi marn, I don't know nothing mos)
I say, I got time for myself man people are quic' to forget (Hey)
Today they love you
Hey, aye
Aye
Another day, another dollar
But it's mo' money, mo' problems
Tryna get by on the day to day
Just to maintain, what's the price to pay
restless
Saint suit yourself
Dis Trouble double breasted, look
It's a War goin on
And ya words are weapons
Every time I'm in LA
I gotta new confession
Hard
life believe me you were chosen
To go through everything that's happened to you
You're still alive and times are a changin'
You got it better than most
Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mo, the lies.
These are
White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
Done did
White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
Done did
tell who dies, these are the days of our lives
Come look deeply in my eyes, these are the days of our lives
See the murda mortalize, see the murda mo
Life mo' precious than ya know
My forehead is soaked, hands are cold as ice
How do you break it to a family that they lost a life?
Then drive home to my
and you'll see just what I mean
It's an elevated state, when Payback is on the scene
L.A. is my city, you are now privy
Dope rhymes in a litany get the spot up
souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
With nowhere to go, niggas rollin' in droves
They shoot the wrong way, 'cause they ain't knowin' their goals
souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
With nowhere to go, niggas rollin' in droves
They shoot the wrong way, 'cause they ain't knowin' their goals
?
These are the days of our lives (lives)
Do or die, (that died to Boo - he go bye)
Whom die they lie in the face of our society
Try at of every
sayin' that's what
I'm sayin' that's what you
Sayin' they booin' you tellin'
You "time" in Philly
Crowd starts to boo loudly and Smack asks
The crowd
baretta
U never leave by myside
Even know they all try to take ya
Neva turnin on me
Even thho they all try to make ya
Long as u by my side
Theres
artist in the game
The first time they started to market my name
I started to change
Smart but hardly could think logically
The insane part of me layin
mine
You move too slow
You move too slow
You move too slow
You move too slow
Bobby says the times are changin' so grab your only friend
You can hear
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
the start
I know we about to blow, tell me somethin' I don't know
I said "lil bro, hit the woah," give my time back, y'all are slow
Eenie, Meenie, Minie, Mo
swear light and dark are really kin
They argue and they scream but they stay for the kids, you get it?
Like introduction to hope, but at the same time
the people walk in
The vibe stays nice and mellow, everybody fits in
And everybody hey and ho, are gettin they groove on
The record only stops when the lights
took their spots now they all gonna blame us
Homie I got your back when you got mine
We've been cleaning our path now it's time to shine
We are
the fuckin' hit and I'm gone
I ain't never gots to worry about the aim
Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain
Blow, one mo' time for
sprayed up like windshield wipers
While I'm guzzlin Piper's, changin my son's shitty-ass diapers
Dime piece trapped in sync like many time piece
You get
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