Lyrics:
new new (whoa)
I could change your whole life
Busy nigga, baby, put that pussy on ice
We get high to get by
Rip to Virgil, her friends always
The Spanish hillside you stride
One by one you walk the trail until you find your camp mark your ground
Hang your hammocks under open sky rest your head rest
Grease smeared fingerprint on the glass
Can't look through and you can't see past
Grease smeared fingerprint on the glass
Another dream in 9 by 16
got a woman
She might make you forget yours
There's a 5 letter word
To describe her character
But her brains being washed by an actor
And every
at the rollers
He looked at me like "Cube, I thought you was a soldier"
I am nigga, but not for a Coca-Cola
Jumped out my car when his head hit the tar
It bust
shot
16 nigga?head count?ll go pop
With tha infared beams sittin mean on the top
Gimmie my props gimmie my rank
I been in the army I'm ready to tank
Take
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
to yourself
Stay away from niggas gettin' caught that get out of jail
Don't talk about your business, keep yo' thoughts in yo' head
And this game it got
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
people keep your head to the sky
Shake that load off, shake that load off [Repeat: x16]
Folk in your face, you're a superstar
Niggas hang around
living?
Are you living for love?
Are you living for love?
Do you feel your head is full of thunder?
Questions never end?
Empty nights alone?
No
want trouble
Than you're crazy in your head
'Cause you're wanted by the police
And my wife thinks you're dead
You never called or wrote me just up
And there's a hollow in the pillow
Where she used to lay her head
And all the dreams and all the memories
Faded pictures and crooked frames
Hang in
needs a makeover
I simply have to take over!
I know, I know exactly what they need!
And even in your case
Though it's the toughest case I've yet
don't lose my head
Now I'm thinking on a dream that my sister had
Back then I was too young to see it wasn't bad
So thanks chick, by the way
'Cause
rapping to the hoochies
Dirty old fat hoes come up with a smoochie
Hoochie coochie la la la la
I might pull your tongue out your mouth
And try to hang
the high rollers, street hustlers
Fast money, fast life
But you don't care, 'til you end up with a bullet in your head, boy
People of the city, stop
time
Oh you say that you're the truth
We gone find out if you're lying
What they want
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
manufacture a mask show me after
A glass of a master that has to make musical massacre..."
Attack your wack 'till it's handicapped,
You'll never hold
Blood brothers
Hang your head up
hindsight is locked
We are the alpha and omega
Blood brothers
Hang your head up
Hindsight is locked
We are the alpha
[Chorus]
We are renegades. This means W.A.R.
16s bust to break unjust laws
Overthrow regimes in the name of the cause
Renegades, never slaves,
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
dare second look when I murk
It hurt, kind of took it as a brief reminder
That the street's designed to stop your life clock, the beast'll time ya
the competition by landslide
Neighborhood supa star in my swag high
Take a nigga bitch, put him on stand by
And if he ever ask me hold my head high
I'ma take
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