the world keep changing When I'm not with you my heart keeps shaking Cover up my eyes and just stop pacing Take a shot in the dark, to be where you are Take a shot in the dark
me trapped in this prison of seclusion Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught Shot up or shot down
if you try to rush us or touch us or sucka duck us It'll crack off, Now back off - real slow An if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho Yea
m on my way to Hugh Hefner's, dig? With a bitch you in the trenches tryin to reach it big (ah-ha!) On another rapper's dick who don't represent where
Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush) [DOVE:] Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in Should I shot it or begin I saw bootleggas no shinin' I saw Big
settin fires to your home How many times you gonna say i need help Who gives a fuck if i murder myself Im thinkin suicidal thoughts i shot a gay preacher
with us this time nigga Bobby Creek Nigga Laugh now Cry never My bereta is a body part Hit him with just enough shots To make his body hard
sitting at the red light early in the morning and two or three motherfuckers cross the street. Yo senses heighten, reflexes sharpen vision's enhanced adrenaline flows as they rush
it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucka duck us It'll crack off, Now back off - real slow An if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho Yea
steady Run son the hour has come, touch ya Remember this, real niggas don't rhyme we walk up and buck ya Stuck ya in the head, rush ya Trife niggas knife
big East Coast Where niggaz pack toast Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats (Hey boy, you's the rude boy on the block You try and stop the bum rush
Wild time live [Incomprehensible] Yo big tune For Mr. B Aiyyo my eastside people let me hear yo I wanna hear you say yes I wanna hear you say yes Aiyyo
[Capone-E] (Chukka, Chukka) As I hold my glock Sur walking down the street and never will I fucking stop Call the cops open shots as I hit the corner
