Lyrics:
Run up get shot down watch his body fall to the ground
Pick him up no heart sounds
Niggas feel fear when we come around
Hit a stain we take his chain
Look at all the strife in this story called life
Heroes losing ground and villains with their scythe
Tearing down, look around, how could this be for
I don't know why you want to see me go down
Go down
Left me buried in the ground
I was moving silent, yeah no sound
Caught me off guard, bitch how
nobody knows
I come from a land where the poppy seed grows
A whole nation gathered to plot my destruction
Because I'm a breeder of crime and wholesale
An old ghost town that everybody forgot
A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the shotgun "Dre here's the plot
This is the spot,
Why do the nations rage?
Why do they plot and scheme?
Their bullets can't stop the prayers we pray
In the name of the Prince of Peace
We walk
went from clean to muddy
Polished to shine, the season to rhyme
Been down like brown, like dirt to the ground
Been looking for love, now I bubble like
Mmmm
No touching ground
Mmmm
Just look me now
Mmmm
I'm flying now
Mmmm
No falling down
Mmmm
No touching ground
Mmmm
Devil try devil plan devil plot
Lord have mercy on me,
I'm fire (I'm fire)
Run it up to the ground I'm anti these days
I'm fire
This is not rap
This here is taking this bitch
mainly simple
The way I wait and meditate
Like a Shaolin temple
Just in I exposed my method
Show ‘em how it’s goin’ down and watch
The ground of my
nobody knows
I come from a land where the poppy seed grows
A whole nation gathered to plot my destruction
Because I'm a breeder of crime and wholesale
and the forms that I've seen
Now lie in the dark mossy ground
Chorus
Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow
To my plot in the evergreen shade
Where
A plot of earth, a street,
The groc-er and the butch-er and the peo-ple that I meet,
The chil-dren in the play-ground, the fac-es that I see;
All
So I could sky and have a place to lay my head and plot
A broke nigga boney
Quick to lick but I could never steal shit from my homies
I play acts
Sewed me tow knot, an' formed a plot
Not many days 'fore Samson was caught
A-bind this hands whilst a-walkin' along
A-looked on the ground and found
of fortune, I'm the wrong nigga to plot on
Took him out on the spot before he even got on
My hit list, peep this
I cock back, you bow down
Bust round,
of gravity always grabbin' at me,
Pullin' me down. Bad storm for the flight,
Keepin' me on the ground.
Still I rise and when I takeoff they fall.
(They
at me pullin me down.
Passed on for the flight, keepin' me on the ground.
Still I rise and when I takeoff they fall. (they fall, they fall)
Raise
kept me warm and she kept me fed
July 3rd was a dreaded friend of mine
We'd all go down to the family plot in the Louisiana pines
Staring at that
fast broads
Through the windport
I can handle narcs
When the candle sparks
You hit the ground
And I snatch the bandana
We ridin' out
It's Shady
Never let a politician - oh no
Grant you a favour
He's coming with his plots and schemes after you
To control you for I-ver & ever
Chant
doin' somethin' foul
I can't turn my back without these haters tryin' to shut me down
Plot and I watch, strategize, but the clock
is sayin' time don't
If I wasn't in a band, they would need to do away with me
They'd put me in the ground with profound animosity
I'd sing to the worms but they'd turn
Stand out help out spread from the crowd,
Help out help now and stand your ground,
Gotta move gotta choose either win or lose,
Stay cool to smooth
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