Lyrics:
right by a festival
Stop watching WCW
Cause real life is something like MMA
See they complain about and they say
But they snitching on themselves everyday
Are you a hero, or are you the lonely one?
Do you ever get scared, don't you ever feel pain?
Under the loaded gun
You are a Romeo, with nowhere
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
Young 'uns with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, they gonna die by the sword, uh
My vocal cords break the laws that
I swear by the sun which shines upon me
By the earth which feeds me
By the blood of my forefathers
By my honour and my life
From this moment until my
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
me, I hope they lock me
Instead they speed ahead yo, nigga, watch me
I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught
Up in
of Milli-Vanilli
motherfuckers are being murdered by the Big Bad Wolf
Got 'em all under pressure
[Chorus]X2
[Tech N9ne]
Hey motherfucker hey motherfucker hey
Under the gun
Looking at baby's face I saw the plight of the
human race
Dying to survive
Shaken by the irony the anger rose inside of me
And would
Under Thatcher's unfeeling guidance the scenario is one year early.
With the cold mechanism of the pin ball arcade
We're flicked around as numbers by
Ba ba baa baa ba ba baa
You was a nigga finally make me kill one of y'all
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
Right up under my
Some people dream a change
Some will remain the same
All of us live their lives
Under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They
you
We got guns in the side and guns in the glove
We got autos in the closet, got shotty under the rug
We all boys in the hood, dog we all good
Trippin'
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
rap
Natural Born Spitters are back
Guns loaded and packed
Shots explode in your back
Verbal attack nigga" v knuckles
"I step foot in the Black Snow,
Puttin' a gun in front of me,
Pullin' the rug from under me
But I won't let you get me down,
Gonna spin you upside down
'till you don't know your head
[ad libs and shouts for first 12 seconds]
[C-Rayz Walz]
see-Rayz, guns and butter!
Go back upstairs, eat your mac cheese and fishsticks
You not 50,
Like it with ya gun gun
Stockholms syndrome
Like it with ya gun gun
Make U go numb numb
‘Notha
Boring night till U dropped by in ya hood
Pushed me
jordans
Instead of grinding tryna be better than jordan
Mane this is cloth talk you better listen up
You gone be 6 feet under tryna act tough
They say since
buddy driving foreigns like he ain't bout to get robbed
The only reason he aint hit cause I aint even have the drop
Now we under investigation, I cant
think
Martyr(?) the child that wears the target for the teeth to sink
[Chorus]
This world is a vampire, she eats her kids
Let's hide the bodies under
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
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