It's either this or that, now what you mean This or that, it's either this or that Now what you mean, this or that It's either this or that, now what
this madness all about All this makes me wanna shout You know it makes me wanna shout, Throw my hands up and shout What?s this madness all about All this
, All i need is 15 pounds of leave me alone, kuz aint nobody on this level im on (HA HA) All i see is murda murda my mind stable preoccupied with homicide, trying to survive through this
'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know what I'm saying My nigga gardy in this bitch, what's up my nigga Huh, inside out, that boy
ya, take it out take a breather then reuse it on ya It's on you I could murder your ass, or drop some murder music on ya And fuck that Hollywood shit,
test me temper, make me have to watch me cool Mack buyacka-buyacka, I didn't wanna act a fool But I'm a murderer, murderer I'm a murderer, murderer [
Verse 2: Z-Ro] As soon as them eyes close it's over and that's that 'cause when they murdered my partner he didn't get to blast back is that the price
like this no more How we live is wrapping em up, shipping em out wait to receive An overloaded Houston Texas, niggaz make they own bleed Every night another murder scene, that
like this no more How we live is wrapping em up, sipping on my weight to receive An overloaded Houston Texas, niggaz make they own bleed Every night another murder scene, that
Genocide, I get banned on that, I stand on that You'll catch me by surprise baby cause I planned on that And even worse than that, to make me feel low
(Z-Ro talking) This is dedicated to the motherfuckers That think we don't go through shit, just one thug baby [Chorus - 2x] One thug, one thug, lord
that pay, it's the only way (Chorus - 2x) Recognize my team cause we got players that's gone represent Screwed Up Click for life, S.U.C. Screwed Up Click
can you save me, save me They said it was gonna get greater later But now I can't help to think that it ain't But a nigga was fed up with this life,
build And that remains the same 'Till that day we killed And that's real Life that I was aimed to be Love by my family tree That's fame to me
listening to your album and I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beady to You know? Yeah like that Some of that mellow shit Some of that shit that
know nuttin about no timin [Tupac] That's right, that's right boy start that shit off [Verse One: 2Pac] I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold