Lyrics:
vinyl albums by the crate now that's great
it was a bit late for a clean slate
filled up the chalkboard it was time to erase, uh oh
sometimes the biggest
[Intro: Cube]
In every game, we gotta have the brains and the muscle
The game and the hustle... to be real on these streets
So here you have it
do I stop baby I know that they
Out here commitin' crime
It's lightyears that we will hit
Neve-never really had to beg
I'm takin' off tell me we do it
Cos they tryin to fill the minds of the people with Garbage
Its all Carnage
Living on Bondage
That's why you see in the streets its all Rampage
But
the street
(Ya heard me?)
[Chorus]
It's been a long time since a nigga showed me love
I'ma make it even if I have to spill a nigga blood
It's been
police have no suspects.
Now to the weather but first G tell 'em what time it is!"
I got a chance to get some money so I'm takin' it
No joke
of the talkin'
Let's take it to the valance (uh huh)
The New York streets
Will leave you physically challenged
(challenged)
Don't be surprised, If I spit at you
Harry Potter (Whoo!)
Ironically, the pussy was magic
Had a girl at home but I had to have it
I flew her out to all of the markets
June, July, and all
I'm ambidextrous
My style like a dropout it can't be tested
I eat weak hearts like a candy necklace
So screw Harry Wong and his fancy methods
Rip your
to war, okay?
For real, y'all
Takin' you on another one, son
Uh, Julio Iglesias
Makin' cream like that nigga
Yo, first of all son, peep the arson
knows I tried
Been a witness to homicide
Seen drive-by's takin' lives, little kids die
Wonder why as I walk by
Broken hearted as I glance at the chalk
It ain't safe, my boys don't play
They take off your face for lil Tre
He wasn't usin' his head, now his brain by his waist
A mind a terrible thing
and then she woke at heaven gates
Heavens sakes when it's time I hope it's room for me
Cause I know it's pretty full the way they take us off these streets
There is no guidance
Led by the blinded
Deadly and violent
Accept it in silence, hold weapons with tight grip
There is no guidance
But you know that
I used to chase the game to eat it Sylvester and Tweety
Now I chase the pay I told them to keep it and eat me
I drew my penis on the ground and I
Niggas out here dying every day I'm tryna live sum
(Just tryna live)
Niggas tried tell me it was love I ain't feel none
I'm takin drugs every day til I
workin' with
Streets on beats, no alternative
Give me some time, All by design, you know it
Livin' the life, look at my eyes, it shows it
Pain is
Shakin' em up, breakin' em up, takin' no stuff
but it still ain't loud enough
So Mister Cee let the volume grow
so I can flow, now yo
Juice Crew's
had to let em have it!
They don't even live by a code
So I'm treating their features like a no-fly zone
And even though I love the mud on the highroad
I
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
on the paparazzi
We not done, this shit ain't over
We're back with a nation of soldiers
We ain't havin' it
We takin' over kid
Coming through with the cannabis
my crew tight enough (ah)
Give me the time, I'm writin' up (uh, yeah)
It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time
Hold me by
malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein
chokin' anybody i find i'm takin' mine
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Ya muthafuckas can't get near it
ain't gon' say nothing (nothing), bet my wrist, it take his main (main)
Shoot ya on the main street, stay up in your lane (boom, boom-boom-boom,
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