Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Help me please
I'm blinded by my tears and I just can't see
So many devils tryin' to recycle my soul
Cause in the ghetto where I'm
bikini
From Compton, Watts to Pasadena
If you don't seen a fly girl it's a misdemeanor
The town to astound, city by the shore
Our posse's in the house
Convicted witch my life will end
At midnight on the stake
My dedicated life was spent
To insubordinate
Secured by lock inside a cell
Imprisoned
if my pulse had gone cold
The longest page inside my death note
Dedicated to a fucking dead hoe
You're living and breathing and loving your life
For the longest we been dedicated this how Jordan did
Medicated by the game we be high off the wins
Aye Addicted I can't stay away
Didn't know how but
you all my dreams)
('Cause I love you)
(I love you)
(I love you)
(I love you)
This song is dedicated to Yetunde Price
The sister of Venus
memories that we share, so thats y i wrote this song ,
4 every1 out there that lost their homies in their life, you kno
wut this is dedicated to all of em
Throw up your something soldier rag if you ain't with 'em
Uhh - uhh
Or else East 99 will get with 'em
[Chorus - Master P]
[Layzie Bone]
Little
is great
At times I get agitated
By mess you've created
With your exaggerated model
Of what's real or outdated
I appeal to the not-so-masses
You know
blurred my vision
I can cook a brick in the motherfuckin' kitchen
Niggas ain't 100, I don't want codefendants
I'm runnin' with the realist
You surrounded by
Because it's sleezy
Good lesson taught by my big homey E-Z
I got to compliment you on how you please me
Touch me, but don't tease me
Now put it in nice
by
Brought a baby girl into this world, made our parents grandfolks
Household with no hope, took care of ye, you me
When shit got put out
bout to go and join the Illuminati
This next three bars is dedicated to the retards
Keep on asking me about the Illuminati
Is you stupid nigga
can I please hit it raw
Baby, you know I don't know how to act
When I'm beatin' it up like I'm Steven Seagal
Karate chop the pussy, watch the body drop
rather see us dead
If you're under 25 there's a target on ya head
We trying to fight the power but we losing everyday
They doing drive bys steady shooting
Yo this rhyme is dedicated to those ladies
How bad things were copyright 1987
Written By Tupac Shakur and Dana M smith
Thank you
Babies having
and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times
[Tech N9ne]
Just sprayed by the Tech N9ne hand gun
Now I'm on the outrun
Flowin up
Swag by the ounce, I could sell it by the ziplock
Funny nigga think he got stripes, oh you Chris Rock
Closet of full of kicks, on the strip wearing
What do you have to lose?
You're living in poverty
Your schools are no good
You have no jobs
58% of your youth is unemployed
What the hell do
do you no harm
I am Funkadelic
Dedicated to the feeling of good
And baby, I'm good at being good
Let me play with your emotions
For nothing is
'stop'
If I ever lose this good thing that I've got
I never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight
'Cause I knew that song so long before we met
L.L Lyrics
YungChris870 ft. Craigo
n this game you gotta count yo blessings
My momma smiling cuz she know her son a living Legend
I took some
stupid shit I say
Cause people tend to hate once you come up and make a name
I'm brotha amen just anotha wicked individual
Fuckin' up the system let em'
Have you ever been disrespected
By a broke nigga
you ever been embarrassed on the net
By a hoe nigga
You ever been tried by a DL
Fuck nigga
You ever
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