Lyrics:
keep ya,
This is my reality want it well let me teach ya
Follow my footsteps who tragically en-triumph
Through flows I give you mind comft
Kilos
the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standin' by
motherfuckin hands in the air
Now on a one, two, three who could it be
Coming with a grip of
Gangsta shit for ninety-three
So ninety-four's arrived nigga, back
out
No doubt, I'm about my cash, and all about my clout
Yeah, now speak on it, cousin who want it, talk to me
Heav' Diggy, niggy be jiggy, gruff
What would we do without you?
How would we ever get through?
Who would I complain to for hours?
Who'd bring all the flowers
When I have the flu?
and be -see-see
Me, Bummy J and the D-A-Z Dillinger and Ruckus
And Kurupt what? We equal fo' bad motherfuckers
You want lumps? We got some, worse
couldn't care less what you do
But when I'm by myself I think of nothing else
Than if a boy just might be getting through and touching you
Spike heels
summer was the goal
And I don't miss what we had, but could someone give
A message to the smallest man who ever lived?
You hung me on your wall
You seem to occupy his time
I bet by now
You know about me
And you know about me
Is it me? (Is it me?) Is it you? (Is it you?)
Tell me who
Who's
I'm obsessive and crazy
That's fine, you won't mind if I say
By the way
I hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive
You're
I'll always remember how sweet love used to be
I wonder who's stepping into my shoes, who can he be?
I can tell by your eyes our love has died and it's
the thousands
Is the human race insane?
I always thought that marriage
Should be a sacred thing.
[Chorus]
Married by the bible divorced by the law
Ev'ry
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Don't wanna be an American idiot
One nation controlled
couldn't care less what you do
But when I'm by myself I think of nothing else
Than if a boy just might be getting through and touching you
Spike heels
worked it on a player so drastically
Baby got nasty when we least expected
The one who get so drunk and get butt naked
We don't be trippin when we walk
times ain't hot
Gots the bomb
Everybody tell your friends
C-P-T and the L-be back again
Bring your heat
Eiht and Daz with the paper
One time won't
Its double G-U-D-D-A
Squeeze my piece fuck tha cops and tha dea
I spit this shit for tha streets
- fuck what ppl say
Get in my way and you be doa -
Eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetery
I've murdered niggas on wax and forget where they buried
This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B
by
Better come to terms with your fellow men soon because
Whole world is shaking now, I can feel it
A new dawn is breaking now, I can see it
On, Onsite
[Intro-Kurupt]
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger
Kurupt, Young Gotti, nigga
West Coast California livin nigga
[Verse 1-Kurupt]
Milli monotone,
side
Till the early mornin' light
All I'm takin' is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don't care who's right or wrong
I don't try
side
Till the early mornin' light
All I'm takin' is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don't care who's right or wrong
I don't try
Am I lover am I friend think it over is it me or him
Am I a fool or could I be wrong do I have a reason to keep hanging on
Who's who what's what
It's just another day in the hood for Kurupt, yeah, that's me
Got schooled by Snoop in a black Cherokee
Daz in the back, Warren G. in
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