Lyrics:
+ AIDS now in 2019
There’s a pill you can take
Every day that will at
A better than 90% chance
Prevent you from contracting
HIV this pill was approved
[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position
Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop
Friends saying let’s go, but they only want your gold
Homie, better save yourself
Drugs made you come close, yeah, it almost took your soul
Yeah, you
the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
true indeed)
The solution, knowledge of self to better ourself
'Cause I know myself, that we can live much better than this
Nothing's changed, it's
flicks from a groupie at any time
(anyway)
You let it go your love let it show
Let it be known when I come home you better be ready yo
DVD's Hennessy
We survive, it's more than pride, we stay alive, ready to ride
Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh's in hell
So everything's okay and all must be
Look out the window at the people on the street
There's nothing better for your brain than curiosity
And what's he thinking, is he sane?
Hard to define
the sticker with the sick fillin
Vik sta
He stacks chips by any rich way
And keep black lips fuck what any bitch say
It ain't no time for no tip or tatt
a positive they talkin' negative pimp
They hate to see you doin' better than them
So
They say
He do a little this
He do a little that
He always in
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
to beam her up
On a crack mission, no type of ambition
Make blunts disappear better than a magician
Her eyes got dim, her body got slim
She said there's
Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
bring Colombian drugs in
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to hell
The teachers in my neighborhood can hardly spell
And compare to them, prison guards get
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
the darkest nights
Will you need someone by your side
Can't tell if I'm wrong or right
But I know better than to ask why
When you see the city lights
Will it
outside, you wish you was
Official thugs in the drug profession
Drug connections, drug addictions
Still seein' the judge for drug possession
dealers
And cold hearted killers
Could it be it's in my blood
Cause my mom sold drugs?
She used to bust slugs and
Surround herself by thugs
Made mistakes by
the best lawyer when you ran into the fuzz
And get you good when you in the city (yeah)
You want a buzz, I'll get you drugs
You want a bitch fur coat, I
nonsense
In tha' game, is gotta go
3 In the kitchen, with an egg in the skillet
Cooking on low
4 “This is your brain on drugs”
Is how the slogan use to go
Make a lil bitch nigga run like its DMC
Bitch I get hot like a dragon no DnD
Nigga act dumb, he get played like a DVD
Bitch and my pockets stay fat
new and better drug stores
So I became hardcore, couldn't take it no more
I'ma reveal everything, change the law
I find myself, walkin' the streets
drugs off
I been gettin higher than the usual
I don't wanna feel the same that I usually do
Money fix my problems I can't help it
I get high by myself I
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
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