: you gotta be , you gotta be bad you gotta be bold you gotta be wiser you gotta be hard you gotta be tough you gotta be stronger you gotta be cool you
just thought that you miss me a little when I'm gone Yeah, that you miss me a little when I'm gone Hey, you just tell me what you down for, anything you
filled with rubble Ancient footprints are everywhere You can almost think that you're seeing double On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs Gotta
been told You gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so cold It's lonely at the top 'cause the bottom gets old Never listen to 'em just go for what you
closet now you seen all my closet you don't gotta go home but get the hell out my closet You ain't know nothing about this fresh shit Nigga you talking
i got something special for you when i get you home you should let me drive girl the rides real long if you wanna ride ride ride you can you just gotta
an eye Some people gotta die just to be free You search for justice and what do you find? You find just us on the unemployment line You find just us
don't panic, you can't function if you livin' in fear Pay attention, you gotta listen to hear Wait just a minute, who the fuck you talkin' to? Put you
take, you and you Be I'm right or be I'm wrong, you'll see I'm tight with this mic You should be like, "B I'm gone", but you still in my face Neo I'm
a shot at you What are you gonna do now? Are you gonna kill it? You gonna become unsuccessful? Frank, you can be successful and have enemies Or be unsuccessful
it you don't know me Yo stop the stares I've been about it pop you then pop ya peers You know how I do six coup, top be clear, you know how I play low
(patton...) Turn me up Now I gotta murder da' murder ta' get away The eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta pay And if they pay then they pay with they
get like (??britical??) You think you know me? Well test your luck and try me out And watch me treat you like a cow in a slaughterhouse That cutty chrome
Won't get that benz if they don't split them Eyes dip 'em thighs thin 'em Tiesss And if you reach at I I don't preach I screach and give you beef with
fishin for a dollar You can join the salad and I?m splitting your tomato Ball cuz i gotta You?ll love me in the mornin I told her Imma king, them other
in the rain I am so, so New Orleans like 1825 Tulane Ha, ha, ha, see you gotta be New Orleans To know what I'm talkin 'bout and if you don't, fuck you
, I got engadged with buck shots that you can't stomach, You ain't a killer you a album filler, You ain't a soldier you a rap premoter, Game over...
