won't be heard Damaged but I'm ok Checking the chamber, nervous I came here Looking through colored blinds Careful don't miss me, going out easy Socially I'm out nine
to your evil I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life, I'll bring the moon to your night I'll put the d**k to your wife And I'm the Jesuz
Pac] Be a coward, put yo' hands to the moon When my glocks rang out, the niggaz came out BOOM Who wanna see me in the challenge? So merciless I'm terrifyin
got a stop sign Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine? Even when I'm goin through hard times I still got my closest road dogz lookin out for all mine
s gay!! Right away I'm on the phone with Dr. Dre We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way) [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch Where for art thou
Check it, I brings havoc with my hectic Bring the Pain lyrics screamin for the antiseptic Movin on your left kid, and I'm methted, out my fuckin dome
out About to pass out And shit your drawls Cause I got that phat .44 caliber magnum pointed at your jaws Got my hair in a afro puff Cause I'm in a rage I
a sleeplessness awaits I searched out my companions who were lost in crystal canyons When the aimless blade of science Slashed the pearly gates It was then I knew I
Check it, I brings havoc with my hectic Bring the Pain lyrics screamin' for the antiseptic Movin' on your left kid, and I'm methted, out my fuckin' dome piece Plus I
, one tre pound seven to nine Guess who's the odd man out, I guess we got somethin' in common I'm just a little more calm when I'm about to split your
fan from Windsor I'm 'bout to murder little Kenny fag Keniff-sta You bastard I ain't wanna have to diss ya Canibis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya! [
heard me And I dropped in effect since 9/11 I'm on the avenue with nines, elevens, I'm a two times felon That's why I keep the top up, on my 9-11 Pele
somebody gots to die Uh huh, y'all bitches fucked up, smoked out my packages You had mackie shit and pappy shit? [raekwon] Word to aunt may I want mine, pulled out the nine
at the top of his game, right now I'm tellin', I'ma show you, watch You know what I mean? He's a born again, hooligan, uh huh I'm red rum, Reverend
I'm out numbered I gotta gauge in the backseat 'cause if I feel I am mack dead In the trunk of my car I got weapons I'd a never had A thousand motherfucker
And now I wanna clap shit (Uh) I reign supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin, yo I spit ya
I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace I got plenty love for the nine-mill And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill But still I bust because I
