hopin' to go, I wish someone would open the do' This man's holding the trigger and his finger's steady choking it slow Is this the end? Momma told me one
the place Face to face with death nothing left grab the tap nevertheless I come with respect Fuck the rest fuck the rest of them capone-e's the number one
this game, no one wanted the job All of a sudden, niggas actin' like they wanna go hard Spittin' venom 'bout the Squad, try an' shittin' the God This
advantage, punishin' just blacks and Hispanics My heart is cold as ice, so I know I'm sheist, Big Pun was the kid that no one liked, my whole life, is one
many psychopathic ninjas on this track Choppin off wigs like a flyin guillotine attack Jumpsteady, a shocker, rockin the blue blockers A Bruce Lee one
the back For the other man to mack Now the story that I'm kickin' is glory Little rock where they be Dockin' this boat No hope I'm shackled Plus gang
till your fucking face blob Adolf the Assassinator - yo kid we hard Yo smack you on some barbecue lard Yo kid - Yo niggas is hungry you god! Yo I know what time it is
Why would they label me heartless, when your love is my cocaine And your soul is my rogaine, I have a thirst to know your brain When you enter my domain gotta take this
in my face and I make sure I put my name in it Ah! Jabbin? like zabb thirsty for me to hurt with this purchable Like the purposee is to got to work on this
Don't front, my squad got you opin Hit you with a buck fifty Here's a token Ramp is smokin I'm no joke and I leave your face broken This is survival of
claim another life asking God to save us forgiven hearts The tamers the youth is hard to train 'em They only want money and cars status and stars living ghetto famous Ain't this
send you to God with no shoes Clueless, real G's run this, we rule this If you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this No question, no half-steppin' Streets is
the pop gun squirt and sit hoppin g rockin free saigon shirt cuz he be tryna play me is not gonna work god made dirt now put some on top of this jerk
Yeah, yeah, yeah! I gotta get my headphones All my gangsta niggaz is in the building on this one! You know! Yeah yeah ya know It's real! Hussein what'
gun I place my money on one I'll pull it out, you'll run I wave it in front of ya son and both y'all is done . . . Blah! For God's sakes, what a nigga
tha Earth to quake It'll open all tha gates and 'cause heaven to shake It not God man it's me, 'cause I destroyed tha place All because of this devious
the mothafuckin real nigga Mothafuckin is too mothafuckin hard goin' on nigga Straight from the god damn streets Yeah, my mothafuckin nigga is in this