Lyrics:
Braveheart for life
[Repeat: x8]
"Z-z-z-zone out"
So y'all wit me? Yea, what, yea
Why don't y'all blast on these niggas, man
Tuck in your
I dont know... What we'll do
On the journey
To the twilight zone
Where i lay home Im in my zone, girl
Are you ready for the journey
right in front of me
A girl disappearing
To some secret prison
Behind her eyes she whispers
"Big surprise there was
No protection by this urban
to get a role
You thought she was innocent
We laughing like she been a ho
Chopping up those Benzos
Me yo bitch in the friend zone
She told you I was
I wake up and got four or
Five bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an OG if yaint heard about me
I put four or five
smoke and hotels
Hood rats and bullet wound up females
Got babies by hustlers and niggas in jail
Slinging for chips the fiends with burnt finger tips
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an O.G. if yaint heard about me
I put four
Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't keep the law in order
'Cause
I've been racing, chasing, caught up in the grind
Damn near going out of my mind
And it's getting old real fast I need a new
Time zone, zip code,
on the ceiling
Fallin on the railing catch me im gone
Im in another zone but trust me im home
Where the blunts be thicker than the arm
And every time Capo roll
in superstition
When by the words we come
And there's only one conclusion
To rid the world of all the scum
Stand and be counted
Millions
rastaman zone
Ain't no popping pills in my zone
This is Da rastaman zone
Ain't no popping pills in my zone
Mama tell me when you will send
My oppressorsor
Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it goin on
A n**** that's livin in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't keep the law in order
'Cause
I'm in the shadows where the drones roam
Echo's rage in the chrome zone
I'm fighting back with a heart of steel
My pulse redlines, wont even kneel
Got your nigga in the friend zone
Friend zone
Now he calling me, told me I'm wrong (I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm wrong)
Bitches keep calling
Niggas be
out (ahh)
Stay by me
Your arms I, wanna reach
Zone it out
Stay by me
Your arms I, wanna reach
(You, you)
I'll never get bored of you
(I'll never get
choking
Do my set first I'm in my zone in, zone in, zone in
Call me Fred Durst cuz I be rollin, rollin, rollin
Make ya head hurt from me smoking, smoking,
Shell me with questions all night
I'm living in a danger zone
Like a sword of destruction
Eating at your very soul
Possessed by emotional tides
Zone in out, zone in out, zone in out
Out of my head
Zone in out, zone in out, zone in out
So that I remember to forget
All the words you said
They
push comes to shove
All the funny lookin' chicks get
Took in the club hell, they lookin' for Slug
Man, they lookin' for MURS
We got 'em screamin' for
"Dobey Shake" written by Jesse Crawford ©Sodacon Music 2021
Shake shake dobey shake
Run Run dobey quake
Dove said
Bring to the zone
In the zone
can't get stuck in a friend zone
That friend zone it's so gone and so wrong
Now we can chill for a little but not for too long
We right here chilling
Accept in the street, niggas we live by different rules
Pill poppin' everyday I'm in a different mood
They scream our names since we walk the halls
Sitting in my day care, yard is deco painted
Blessed by the drink
Upon the corners where we've seen it
Chased by the planet
Haunted by the medium
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