for me today And i'm going the wrong way My life on earth is hell today And i'm running the wrong way A whole life to make a brick A second to break a
shine for me today And i'm going the wrong way My life on earth is hell today And i'm running the wrong way A whole life to make a brick A second to break a
my baby and wife Plus I'm keeping the bread a nine, cause I'm guarding my life Ain't no slipping in my game, doing a dance to make it rain Put a pistol to your head
Table a yoke was carved for my neck was tailor made o my Dolly was a weak not a burdened girl treat her to a piece of vaudville a Wintergarden
darkest nights, I'm a Thug for Life I got the heart to fight now Mama raised a hellraiser why cry That's just life in the ghetto, do or die
(Skit) "Aye you want some of this shit" "Naw, I don't want that shit" "I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit" "And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a
like racin and I always get a head start My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC Just yesterday guns is blastin with red darts Beef, you a target
stage and build a guild with dissection Strong willed and skilled and killed your whole dimension Henchmen, think they're paying dues off the head I'
love a hoe, I keep some heat tucked down in my pants fa sho. [MJG:] A 300 is not a bentely, an apartment not a house, a geneva not a rolex, you know
from my face, take heed to mistake That you just made, thinking a player could get played Thinking that a rapper could get wrapped and phone tapped My whole life
what I mean? [MJG] I thank God for havin a mother and a father To rely on for guidance when circumstances got harder I'm a part of a whole race who thank
Still in the projects But I spend hundred tausuend a car (yeah) I rather have a crib in Miami whit a boat (whit a boat nigger) Full of all mi niggers
a sheet I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and
thinking, me and my niggas was doin' a bank job I stay violent, y'all go to peace route You got a mouth like Kanye, I knock your whole bottom row of
Concert? Which was a blast You mean that that big ol' thing That was a musically I loved that conce that was the best concert I had a lot of fun It
a money making marathon welcome to the terror dome journey to my life The whole world is my carry on, I took I vowel that I'm forever getting payed always heard that lifes a
hungry So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story, about me [Hook] Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death With a
