yo yo ...i holdz it down for da soldierz at war charish GUN PLAY....as kidz super bowlz in da hood was every SUNDAY..
now i just handle buisness n let da lipz of da god KISS ENEMIES....PISS HENNESY..ganga resultz mind brain cellz gone my mind MISS MEMORIES
but i been ALONE LATELY...ZONED LATELY...some say i was BORN CRAZY....nah just tired of seein kidz birth born dyin as WAR BABY'Z...so whatz da science
seem niggaz aint gone be satisfied until i CHOKE NIGGAZ...BLOW TRIGGAZ..me n da don BLOW SWISSHAS...wit bytches datz down to satisfy BOTH NIGGAZ...n i spit
hot shyt datz da difference between me n MOST NIGGAZ...n i dont laff at u JOKE NIGGAZ...myte blast 1 of u JOKE NIGGAZ...and datz real kid
n real niggaz smoke until dey EARL CHRONICH....ben bless wit dis pen n paper along wit da WORLD KNOWLEDGE....bring all OUT WARZ...n shotz ring OUT FOUR'Z
ppl runnin n BODYZ FLIP...ghetto children inlove wit da ice cream truck n KARATE FLICKz...n all we hope for is money n 1 of them gangsta GOTTI CHICKZ...
but some die before they get to WALK DA PATH...n bytches seem to only hea niggaz dat TALK WIT CASH...dis shyt is pititful n dese is our real MODEREN DAYZ.
gut instinctz is where da real KNOWLEDGE STAYZ....we get judged by niggaz in hoody'z...fukked wit cuz fiendz LEAN ON FENCES....waterz cut off,roaches around , n da door SCREEN'Z OFF DA HENDGES
my TEAMZ ABOUT BUISNESS!...
yo yo yo ....fukk da SCHOOL TEAMZ/ datz how we iz now yok runnin THREW FIENDZ/lost football starz n HOOP DREAMZ/
yo yo yo ....fukk da SCHOOL TEAMZ/ datz how we iz now yok runnin THREW FIENDZ/lost football starz n HOOP DREAMZ/
but itz hard to get dough when every nigga on da SAME GRIND/ different thoughtz SAME MIND/different niggaz die,different yearz
but basically we all die at da SAME TIME/ death n fear TANGLE/ situationz got me like ...ima get mine n fukk every ANGLE/
cry tearz of a thug ..but i'll die BLOOD OF AN ANGEL/carry HEAT FOR SOME/im too DEEP FOR SOME/look in my soul FEEL MY EYES/
and STILL I RISE/ so soldierz MOVE ON/blowin dro n im hopin to get dough untill im FROZIN/...n dont need godson across my belly to kno that im CHOSIN/
cuz i can feel how REAL IT IZ/ why didnt god stay for uz ..KIDZ KILL OUR KIDZ/hope every squad pray for us....too be continued
rule 1-catch enemies in da FIELD AND IM BLASTIN/ KILL WIT REACTIN/leave all da playerz on ya roster MISSIN IN ACTION
ghetto superstarz wit *wanna be chainz* so they mistakin SILVER FOR PLATNIUM/even niggaz dat wasnt born to kill is PACKIN/
like dat nigga in da PARK/u see'em as a fool in da light ..but really he a KILLA IN DARK/ he gone make u feel it when he SPARK/
split at ya chest ...really tryna see if bulletz can FIT IN YA HEART/split ya FITTED APART/...RESPECT GAME/enemy eyes makez us
CHANGE DA VISION/we get money n it makez us CHANGE DA MISSION/ deep inpact when i involve da RYTHYM/live dayz n dayz where 24 hours a day
CHANGE DA VISION/we get money n it makez us CHANGE DA MISSION/ deep inpact when i involve da RYTHYM/live dayz n dayz where 24 hours a day
REVOLVERZ SPITTIN/..so no time to sleep/...n it seemz u always hea about da weakest nigga SPILLIN A FOUR/...or da sofest handz in battle KILLIN IN WAR
SHYT IS CRAZY/ snatch life,roaches,ratz,crack pipes LIVE WIT OUR BABYZ/kidz is blessed wit da STREET TOUCH/echo'S HEAT BUST/...evil lockz us up ...so
how can evil carve in da same money i spend ...in *GOD WE TRUST*/ but easily evil lookz to god..n can tell god WE FUKKED/but evil caint KEEP US/
tha streetz KEEP TRUST/...n if we livin in hell ..den tell me ..whatz under da ground BENEATH US ?/ WHA WHA