turn to (When you stuck shit outta luck) (And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog) Could you tell me where you run to (When the road you on is a dead end
cool as long as the sucka don't touch her Nigga get the urge and can't control his hand Get a body bag cause mauh he's a dead man She was coolin' sportin
t listen to me Think I'm fakin' but I'm takin' all you sucker MC's To the end of the world and push you over Good luck couldn't find you in a four leaf
straight since Now you see how I lost it But I bounced back, you might not be as fortunate So take heed my friend Before you take a shortcut that leads to a dead end
golden seal For tomorrows drug test Scared niggaz hugging they techs Don't want to get plugged next Outside there's a bloodfeast We all product, faced with hard luck
got explosives They got access to any kind of weapon they want within 24 hours We got over 50,000 gangbangers out there Violent j serving ghetto hard
Eastside represented by the killas Drug dealers, (put ya hands up if ya feel us) And I don't give a fuck about you bitches spreadin' hate (Why?) 'cause most of you hoes'll be dead
all over But I've got good news When you get down to nothing You've got nothing to lose I was born naked But I'm glory bound And a dead end street Is
Look what I got for Valentine's Day: Lady Luck came along, took my dreams away, And the tears hurt more than a broken nose - I bled from the thorns of
dead man's hand Aces and eights, aces and eights, aces and eights That's a dead man's hand Aces and eights, aces and eights, aces and eights That's a dead
for re-up I might be, Iron Mike if you try to entice me I say this politely, tell it to a friend Hard from the start, get money to the end What up with
For next to nothin', your soul could be mine Now that I've got your attention, look you dead in the eyes If you're gonna make a move, better be quick '
Rolls Trunk Steady Hummin U Hear Me When Im Comin Beat Hittin Hard Soundin Like A Drummer Drummin Everyday I Stay Stuntin Aint Goin To Stop Till Im Dead
Steppin' stone Here I am at another dead end Stopped in my tracks again Closer then I've ever been to where I wanna be A broken heart standin' in my
over But I've got good news When you get down to nothing You've got nothing to lose I was born naked But I??¦ glory bound And a dead end street Is
and bad luck dreams Liars and losers Emus and aardvarks Gypsies and pen thieves Peddlers, Card Sharks All of us fortune tellers home in the forest Hard
[Verse 1] This Ones for those on the dead end street I hope one day I see yo benz creep hustlin hard to make all they ends meet S-P got the Bentley watch
you no) Dead man, dead man on the radio (Police can't help you no) Dead man, dead man on the radio Dead man, dead man on the radio Dead man, dead man
