All religion based on fear The bible is not true No fear at all, no sin The illusion do not need Every moment is the last To be dead for next time
] I done made up my mind Hustle all alone, I'm trying to get up some mo' shine Every time I turn around, someone bringing me down Got tired of em pulling on me, started
Get caught up and get washed up, In Detroit or Northfolk, When it's disrupt and nauseas, Look deep in my eyes, see Many Many Men die, I swing gym stars
so spill it. Gotta let a me lead off. Copper thought that he had me caught: Little Layzie blew his head off. Get 'em on the get up. The bullets-they start
feel it more right now Big and small and skin em all right down Wide variety of kicks And 9 times out of 10 I'm get a bitch And get so?right now, I mean
pole I think I'm losing control Bobby Creek [Bobby Creek] I'm on the patron In the end I'm gone My eyes ain't clear I'm gone So she hear me wrong I'm
do?) I got the gauge, a uzi and the mothafuckin 22 so if you wanna blast, nigga we can buck 'em If we stick 'em then we stuck 'em so fuck 'em!" Yeah,
start this one a little something like this. Here we go. Hey yo people you're living like there ain't no tomorrow You get caught in the terra asside em
got spinning is Daytons The hotter I get the more willing to snake 'em So soon as the beat drop, watch where I take 'em Compton Swap meet, to get me some All-Stars
me doing life in the pen I'm a outlaw and the westcoast is ridin again My competition is none, I'm on the mission with guns Starring death in the eyes
Im out cold all my teeth gold Plus i dont brush them Quarterback sneakin plus if you rush em Bust em down bust em up steady fuckin em up But wait why
puff pass Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit Y'all niggaz want Killa Cam, cerebellum An old man just gon' tell 'em
m pretty And if you know it too then ladies sing it with me [Keri Hilson] All eyes on me when I walk in, No question that this girl's a 10 Don't hate
fits snow Doc, fixin' hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, Niggas pack 6 rolls We're losin' 'em His hart won't get pulse Pack
