Lyrics:
started Death Row East
Damn, I even saw they tees on some of my G's
Notorious label, the story was made in the streets
History lessons
Keep it on record
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot (Who)
Einstein (Huh what)
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
K see MO Roll
K see MO Roll
(2nd Verse)
Everybody witness
My
carin' when I know I can't be beat?
See how the ice be glarin' when I come through and retrieve
It's easy to know it's us if a body in the street
Too
your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end
Comin'"
There's wet pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark
Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would question they heart
So when they come home,
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause murder is murder by any name
Politicians
But down at home they call me Slim
Yeah, I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street
He drivin' a drop top Cadillac
Last week he took all my money,
Epps]
Yo Cube man how we gon' get somethin' how we gon' eat man?
You know you rappin' this shit we can't do no movies.
My kids is lookin' at me like
the deal goes down
We eat and we drink, we feel and we think
Far down the street we stray
I laugh and I cry and I'm haunted by
Things I never meant nor
THE HIP USED TO HcNG
TO DRINK MUSIC
cND McYBE LOVE
THcT'S WHERE I MET MY BcBY
SEEMS GENERcTIONS cGO
WHEN WE WERE TWENTY FIVE
McDE MY LIFE SO
popping now is young
Everybody say the music that they make is dumb
I remember I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the same thing
You gotta give
down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
place its my amphetamine
She junks me but its alright
In her summer dress she parts the sea
Her hair wrapped up in rosary beads
Everybody else is gone
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever, ever, ever, be free?
Huh, uh, huh?
Just when they
will die killer on the road
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody’s fly
DJ spinning, I said, my, my
Flash is fast, flash is cool
Francois, c’est pas, flashe
and ladies they love hip hop
But everybody's crazy
And somebody's gon' get shot, get robbed, get done, get stomped, get drop
Ladies love thugs and my thugs
clap your hands (hey yo)
Clap your hands everybody (hey yo)
And everybody just clap your hands (hey yo)
Rappers are my servants, they serve me like
You know, I just don't get it
Last year, I was nobody
This year I'm selling records
Now everybody wants to come around
Like I owe 'em something'
on your hand"
We'd go out to eat and chill
But they would go to the bathroom
When it was time to pay the bill
I didn't notice all the chuckles
Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
On my life, man, fuck's sake
If I did, I'd ménage with 'em
And let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
It's OK, they're clean
Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
And I turned on the SpectraVision
And I'm just about to eat that
in front of dat bytch nd
C wat I am really about nd Naa
I neva been in your house
But my shyt hit so close 2 home
Lyke I'm fukkin your spouse
Nd I myte
Wish everybody would leave me alone, yeah
They're always calling on my telephone
When I pick it up there's no one there
So I walk outside just
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