Lyrics:
Somewhere paying my dues (Paying my dues)
The only way to make it out is
Just by playing by the rules
(Playing by the rules)
But you know me I’m playing for
(yo, the Brooklyn Reverse is in the house)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo, it's that time nah I'm sayin'?)
Mic, micro, microphone
[Featuring Nate Dogg Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Snoop (Daz):
Yeah what I'ma do right here is take my time
and dedicating this one to my
Scanning through text
Nothing to read
What a relief
Finally, peace
To walk around the house
Butt naked
Yeah
Let my balls free
In the mirror
Shoot
cold, wah cold nuh hot
Live in a house, no live in a flat
Up inna Zion, di righteious will top
Jah blow breeze, the devil cannot
Rock stone was my
Everyone's pace is relentless, you waste no time, time
What is it like in his shoes?
Life don't discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
Taking
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
with a saint
Live by a sword
Be a corpse by your blade
Now this place in a fraudulent state
They wonder why we angry
He got 4 for a rape
But why we
a saint
He became the devil that day
But instead of your soul
It was your heart he craved
The river rushes by
Nothing's in my mind
The salt water's fresh in
Here in this shell of a house,
This house that is struggling to be.
Falling through the hall,
Coming straight through the wall,
Is hope staring
here for you
I see the first and the last to be mine,
nothing more for my soul to magnify
I see the beauty in the bliss as it bleeds
I hear the thunder
(My heart, my heart)
Nothing, nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark)
lavender
Big clocks skip gloom content is my character
CBD tint skin slay night dragon pause
See these bees get in sleigh no Santa Clause
Spend 300 million,
my own fucking business
Now all these niggas think it's straight to go state they opinion (oh)
Kicked out the house, bitch, I was grinding, savin'
meals kosher on this flight
Don't want no swine in my sight
[GS] Aiyyo God, everything's straight
The kid's sendin a limo, to meet us
[intro]
Yeah,Syndicate's in the house
Yeah,Geto Boys in the house
Yeah,Donald D's in the house
Yeah,Body count's in the house
Yeah,Zulu Nation's in
tree?
I had to get in the garden and sow a seed
Sometimes I don't even know how I'm doing this
They tryna cover my light but I'm luminous
I was saint then
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Winners Circle)
House by the lake, my mother straight, ay, nothing else matters
I poured an eight inside my
brick, step by step I walk down this Road, this is my path to success
Would they still be around if you had Nothing left
So I gotta move right, cause I
there on west 7 mile, you know, swinginh the herb
Fool, I know who that is, who you talking about kicking in some DOORS?
Santa, SANTA CLAUS!...Ho Ho Ho
you straight outta
Them pants
Hopped out the van
In my vans, I’m racing
Ran back down
Just finish to his mans
A lamb with no top
That shit look like
straight, loose tooth in my spit shake
Every possible Futurama come trooping out of his pill case
And I ricochet in my steel cage, one still heart and two
Writing checks out in my name
Oh she says she likes me
But she don't even know me
I ain't nothing like her homies
All that bullshit don't excite me
I'm
Hall is in the house and Dayton is too
Wesely is down, cause it's in Flint town
So all you Flint muthafuckas listen to what I say
Throw you hands in
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