Lyrics:
with no kind of worries
On the block drinkin' malt liquors and hard liquor
Puffin a spliff while the cars ride by pumpin' Jigga
I'm from B-R-double
recognize life is more important
every second that goes by, it's only getting shorter
we order death at the burger stand
murder stands closer to love than
Berlin to L.A.
So quickly I realized, without fans we can't exist
'Cause they will stand by our side in good times or in bad
Thanks from all the metal
(Slavens)
Back home it's the same
Things are very slow to change
By the time the news comes in from L.A.
The latest fad is already passe (hey, hey)
hot (burn)
Hot hot
Hot hot hot (burn)
Hot hot
Hot hot
L-E-F-T-E-Y-E
Hot hot
3, 5, 7, 9, 12, 15
Whole bunch of names on your credit in pubs
covered under ice and snow
Walls that had mosaics with pictures and reliefs
faces that no eyes'd ever seen, l like half flesh and half of steel
they
want to be part of the group
Don't think the trigger happy motherfucker won't shoot now (boo-yaa!)
Innocent victims get caught up
Very first drive-by
Verse 1:
Carrbian I, classy down, headed for a while, beat this bitch by a mile
Cowboy bow push powder through the nile
New legs have green gator
[Esham]
Can I dig ya on the D-L?
Pure satisfaction
Tricks be -Real
Time for some action
I'm one of them niggaz that don't smile
But fuck that pussy
Everybody let me tell you about my love
Brought to you by an angel from above
Fully quipped with a life time guarantee
Once you try it I am
Yesterday, I called an old friend in l.a. we laughed for hours about =
Those days anyway, he's doing fine I'm glad to say it's funny, some =
Things
so much I got a nose ring,
Died my hair blue and moved to San Francisco!
My bus is broken down, my spirit's broken too
My girl's by my side so I
wake ya drop it
SCC's in the house to the ho's you
better hide that ass cause these niggas want to do you uhh
i guess it's time for a drive-by
you want
the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense
And I got all into her
But then one day I went too far, and didn't check myself
And I ended up losin her
But now I'm all by myself, and I can't help
the cause We are destroyers and creators our precious flaw (Solo by J. L.) Flesh is the weakness flesh is the fault We are embodiment of all the world's
yo lesson, nigga
Aye, put that girl up in Chanel
Man I swear that I been ballin' I don’t ever take no L
I been drippin' like a faucet and I did it by
and spit it
So everyone that's in attendance is witness
To murder in repetition
Every time you listen you see my vision
Notorious Easy Pac Pun and L in
hate to take an L
Got my ass in every pool ‘cause the block hot as hell
Got a lot riding on me doing well
Know a lot of niggas waiting on my blow
a contradicting being I'm the paradigm
Living in this hell of mine, seeing life through heavens eyes
L.O.O.K.! Look in the sky, it's a bird, no a plane
No
Check it
I want it all by any measure or means
I'm ready willing and able placing collars on them greens
I play the presidential medley scheming
it pushin', been the coda since a little jit
No patience in us gotta get it for the pigment
I've been surrounded by the breadwinners getting chips
I
im ice skating
Sorry for the wait I had to make it make sense
They know me from a glimpse
Know me by my scent
Love the tint in my pretty brown skin
a brother begging
Said he need that cheese to eat
Then spent twelve bones at L-C-BO
My guy ain't skip a beat
Money talk and money roll
I can't let that money
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