Lyrics:
it's the only way their gonna respect us
If it's this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time
Know we gone, how they sleep at night if
twenty-two slug to your head
Travel all the way down to your leg
[Chorus]
Ayo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first
The projects is front
to the one, never done, never run
What we do, who we knew, fear the gun
Draw down, caulk the hammer back quick, you don't want to hear the click
You don't want
burring the match
Lighting up the gat
Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached
Much like Michael in contrast, I'm
belts
Gucci imprint from leather welts
Ace, the Creator, man casey Veggies, yo
Odd Future, nigga get used to it
Hey, I’m gonna slow it down
Real quick
rely on self-drive, self rights, and reaction rhymes
It's useless
But I never will
Stoop down to that level of stress
Beat myself straight over the mix
generation has to deal with this
So don't tell me not to bitch, you greedy capitalist
You selfish, materialistic swine
When all this come back you better hope
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
Aye pass that over here
Who that new nigga over there
You know that boi
What dat boi go by
I think his name was
Ghost in The Mix yeah
Yeah, that's
Travel all the way down to your leg
Ayo, it's Hell on Earth
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line
And the enemy is one-time
I
Doesn't mean that I'm cool, 'cause you'll be back next time,
With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound,
I'm tellin' you I'm down,
I'll
a taste of the spill
You leeches tryna go for a steal
But all you Draculas can bite my on my dust
You're never gonna sink your teeth on my meal
Moral
could take it back
Hold that shit down and get your weight up
Put in your pill papers and
Keep your faith up
'Cause when you was trappin'
Baggin' your
to your head
Travel all the way down to your leg
[Chorus:]
Aiyyo it's hell on earth, whose necks are gonna be first
The projects is front lines,
a flower
And if you real good, your game all about the gizzal
But never mix business with pleasure
You really want me? Prove to me that you're down for
a flower
And if you real good, your game all about the gizzal
But never mix business with pleasure
You really want me? Prove to me that you're down for
never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, fuck your stature, dog
Nothin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
I'll put your jaw
never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, fuck your stature, dog
Nothin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
I'll put your jaw
[Dr. Dre]
Check this out, we've come to the last and final record
This is Dr. Dre in full effect and we gonna kick it off a little some this like
can complete
Bitch your getting an ass whip
With an elastic band I'll snap it
Back so hard you can't sit
Never again be hard
You'll be limp dick
***** your getting an ***** whip
With an elastic band I'll snap it
Back so hard you can't sit
Never again be hard
You'll be limp *****
And fall off
and the others don't mix
They're gonna bash it up
Bash it up, bash it up, bash it up
Hey, man you talkin' back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em
it’s Mr raps Are So Sick
Mr raps Are So Crisp
Mix and master your bitch
We come back like the Sith
It’s Darth Maul and Darth Sid-
-Idious you idiot
You
and the others don't mix
They're gonna bash it up
Bash it up, bash it up, bash it up
Hey, man you talkin' back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em
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