Iam locked down forever do her right Where I go my nine go My eyes low, from hydro My shine glow, fuck 5-0 Yo, let me think a minute, my jeep tinted
cement for my semen Ain't my fault y'all got stuck in it Lately, it change like the weather, one minute they love me then they hate me; I'm through with
call her ?TT? Wait a minute, hold on dawg! Do she got a kid? Yep She love some Waffle House? Yep Do she got a beauty mark On her left side of her mouth
had to K.I.M., you know the city don't sleep Put 50 cents in your commisary, reach you next week The streets still in a shangle, since we last broke bread And Baby Ra got left
coming down the pike Riding his guitar, he left Kid brother with his bike And he's got Guthrie running in his bones He's the hobo kid who's left his
Played a gig in South River Town 5 minutes in it got shut down Cops said it was too loud Problem was the pissed off crowd Left the bar with a beer in
I got 5 minutes 5 minutes left Five minutes till the soldiers till they bring me to my death So very close just to breathe my last breath As I'm here
Death row is looked upon as the studio gansters of the 90's A joke hahaha, in a game called 5 minutes of fame you wasted 4 mimutes now you got seconds left
Death row is looked upon as the studio gansters of the 90's A joke hahahaha in a gamecalled 5 minutes of fame you wasted 4 mimutes now you got seconds left
Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon 12 o'clock came, left
name 5 Weeks show you why I play your game 5 Days for you to even let me call over to your house Babe 5 Hours on the phone beggin' you 5 Minutes and
I used to protect you Bein' you was naive, yo, I could not let you Do a lotta things, so I had to correct you I'm thinkin' if you just went left instead
A murder without death,just one minute of complete disconnection Loss of aeons of time, loss of mass amount of information Left outside the web, with 5
Run when the Source set it down, I'm inna service to cop the kind of verses that average emcees will worship (Redman) My style is milk of magnesia, clutch the 5
't wanna try me Bitch you'll get shot down Now i'm packing a glock since my twin brother's locked down I'm hot now So many crooked cops had got shot down 5
independent But if it was last year you'd be a dun or a Missy Elliot And after your indie bravado and the label has recouped You're broker than when Libra left
minute Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute Remindin' these niggas 'cause they forgot for a minute Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
Killer B didn't even get his first firearm And I was still holdin' one shot derringers Who would think anyone of us would cease to exist Left with just