Lyrics:
Waking up, scared for my life
Never had the heat, just a knife
When the gat go blat (GunShots) like that
Guarantee you it's a wrap, finna put you on your
Step right up, step right up, come on gentleman, gather around
Let me tell you all about the Michael Jackson wonder potion
It's guaranteed to give
the Midwest blunted
Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the stomach
You can find me right now, on the C.A. streets
I'm on the roof, of the building, shooting
never realized as the years rolled by
No we never really had a clue
But we knew one day we'd come alive
And in the end there's me and you
My babe,
you diamonds
Bright, sparkling diamonds
But, believe me, dear, when I say
That he can give you the world but he'll never love you the way
I love you
rope no where to go
And you gave me
No where to go (and you saved me)
I was down and out 2
I was doing drugs 2
I was running the streets 2
Never
outlined on the floor
You got hit by the .44!
You're in the game called life, son, how you're living it
Street corner kids growing up blowing up
You
little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it's easy
Don't mind come on up and see me
Rag
to make a livin
Barley gettin by, it's all takin and no givin
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if
not there
'Cause you're on drugs
Give it to me, we are all on drugs, yeah
Never gettin' enough (never gettin' enough)
We are all on drugs, yeah
you diamonds
Bright, sparkling diamonds
But, believe me, dear, when I say
That he can give you the world but he'll never love you the way
I love you
Hey!! Come on now, everyone sit down and shut up a minute.
Give me a chance to talk, it's my turn.
Uptown got it's hustlers
Bowery got it's bums
and he ain't give you none.
Stay on the move.
In the back street, in the back street I gave you my jelly roll,
Ah, I gave it to you, ha ha.
Remember
San Francisco
And found it in the streets of Baltimore
There must be someone wanting true love
Could it be you?
Hey vie got so much inside me to give
All at one time, so when it's my time I've done it (a'ight)
I know you'd kill for me, you'd die for me
I know you like to rip and run the streets
packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
Killa! Baby!
Kanye this that 1970s Heron flow huh?
Yeah let's speed it up
Ayo street mergers I legislated
The nerve I never hated
On murders
Into your drying eyes
Friends, lovers, or nothing
There can only be one
Friends, lovers, or nothing
There'll never be an in between
So give it up
You
dropping science
I'm electric like Dick Hyman
I guess you'd expect to catch the crew rhymin'
Never let you down with the stereo sound
So Mike, get
I never wanted go
And now I'd give the world to you
If i could put it on a street for you
Yes, I would
This is what i mean before
You are
said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you
glory
Hustlin', grindin'
Re-up put work on consignment
Then cash in
My clientele is swell
I flood the streets like the sewers let loose
Know my
While the music played, you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond
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