Lyrics:
feel very comfortable, you're sinking into the chair, we're relaxing, one [long fart], and we're coming down to zero a
Gary phelps: oh my god, uh...yes,
a chair, I can't stand niggas
We do walk-by's and hop outs
Got slidin' doors on that van nigga
Running niggas down back and forth
I'm like pass the torch
to die
Should I change or rearrange it keeps coming
My TEC-9 will never stop gunning
Motherfucker's down
Homies they keep trippin'
Fuck with me and yo'
Preparing themselves for the second coming (Three!)
Sign of the times i see some (see some)
Angels in the sky, (look!) i wanna be one
Living in darkness,
On Ludlow & Grand ,
You hail down a cab ,
You smile like a thief ,
You're made for these streets ,
7 stories high
3 nights pass by
Feel good with
to where you are
I see the sky's pulling down
Those who make a sound out here
It's gonna stay that way it appears, it appears, it appears
And the evenin' is
possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be
Coming out from the middle of the map with a limited attack
And I fight it till the end before we get it to the idiots, illiterate attack
Diss that,
The streets ain't safe 'cause they ain't knowin' the code
By the foes I was told, either focus or fold
Got cousins with flows, hope they open some doors
So
Water rising
Water rising
Caught by the sunrise 3 hours of sleep
Driving down the streets looking at the fallen trees
Southern skies in a dark grim
quit, they love me
Before dawn, till I OD
I know you are not coming
This city gets dark
My heart's getting damaged
By you and I love this
Three hours till
All dressed up for the day of the dead
I have been waiting
It's coming soon enough
The doors are open and the prowlers have all fled
So tired
had enough, let's shove those fuckers out the door
Yeah
One, two, three, four
You're out the door
Had enough
Time for change
I know you're tired
points with The girl's parents, Ken and Gloria
My next door neighbors, by taking the group out to dinner at Olive Garden, saying he knew
The head chef
door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad kids on a dead-end street
Told Smurf to get the keys to the Jeep
Three
puttin out hits on the new fake kids
[ cool Moe Dee ] We are the Raiders
[ L.A. Sunshine ] Of the Lost Art (8x)
[ Treacherous Three ]
Here comes
in the dark
i walk an extra 3 miles to avoid crazy fucks in the park
denied by the bloods, turned down by the crypts
my fuckin auntie kicked my ass
bricks
Down in Camdon, we handlin' to D.C.
Chips on fights with China White's by they tight PP
Wanting PC but all they get is good dick or four clips
For
headed out to separate bars
Some are coming to dance, some are coming to fight
Any day of the week could be a Saturday night
Might be having a ball,
free
Take it now, Rosemarie
I used to keep a wooden box by the bed on the floor,
Hung a good luck doll off the knob on the door
Sometimes I look in
Something moves in the still dark hours
Sunday in a shanty town
Eyelids open two by two
But not a single light goes on
Tension builds
Hey man what r u really into huh?
the elusive butterfly has just tiptoed by my door
my buddy likes the yankies
shesaid hey tibone wots the score
i
I was riding through the hood playing PAC
Kids know it's Prince even though my windows dark
Catch me by the beach, rolling up by the rocks
My
things
That's why I've agreed
To let you back in
Kicked the door in
With a different view
No three year plan
I'll be out in two
Instead of following
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