Lyrics:
the crime rate"
"All I see is blood and murder, my mind state"
Murder murder murder, and kill kill kill!
Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each
Kiss my arse, kiss my arse goodbye
Propelled by a carriage of aluminum am I
No more to rot in this sty
Turn my back on this shit-hole in the blink
with G's mean
My rite of passage I die and hatch with
Keys to Paths which are given by the classic masters
I'm entering a secret world of ancient
of the race
To walk through the world by oneself
You can't be protected
Your trust is in whiskey and weed and Black Sabbath
It's goddamn electric
Don't
learnin' how to read and write
I'm just walkin' down the street all alone
High as hell, my mind is gone
I'm thinkin' bout some brand-new shit and I'm
"send" key!
I wanna see you wind it
'cause that natural "G" is in me!
I wanna rock with my lil' bros! (What up?!)
I'm on my "Mindless behavior"
So
that's rich that'll, run in your bitch and by the third week
Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak
That's that fire move like Schwinns yo
Invisible pens
being attacked by bees (bzz)
In the coupe, leaning back my seat (what?)
Bumpin' R. Kelly's favorite group (uh), the black guy (guy) pees (haha, pees)
fifth come with the amp we ain't missin'
I'm back on my bullshit a verse is a full clip
Catch you with your bitch throw a song to her dude this is
to bitches feedin' me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people
Fuck the game, gimme the chain
what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My message is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
So what's up, hold up
Tech
of weed to keep from goin' under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
view is bird's eye, scopin' with my third eye
You don't understand, why you're publicly banned
Until you recognize the writing skills of a black man
confuse you
The fact is Meth, I'm harder than bottles made by Yoo-Hoo
Wu-Tang, welcome to the House of Flying Daggers
Where the truth aim, flying out
What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done
him by the elbow
Oh my God, the shuffling at the floor
(Oh my God)
A mind that knows itself is a mind that knows much more
(No one came to our side)
So
on that black stone merlo
Toast to my hero Nat Turner
Whether below zero, gave the keys to Kelis
Whispered in her earlobe, drive on
'Cause she the wife
the Qu'ran
And the Bible was written what is religion?
God's words or a curse like crack?
Shai tan's way of gettin' us back
Or just another one of my Black
maybe I'm right
Maybe I'm some kind of lunatic
You say I'm wasting all of my time
But I know what to do with it
It is plain as black and white
I'm
and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
GIRLS
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her
and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute
Gotta rest but I'm so damn wired
How long 'til my mind gets tired
Grab the new Country Singles
Read about love confined
Gonna see what my heart can find
or their leg
So, be you Italian, Jewish, Black or Mex
I can make the most virile of men forget their sex
So now, no, my man, you must, you know, do your
for?
I've been listening to people
And they say love is the key;
And it's not my way to let them lead me astray;
It's only that I want to believe;
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