t compromise our ideas. No one ever said life would be easy. We're trapped. They make us think that we have to submit to survive. We won't give up. We
I got no place to go... Where you find me? 16 on Death Row 16 on Death Row It's to all my partners in the penitentiaries 16 on Death Row
50 Cent] We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fa' sho' We movin on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what? We movin on
mental capacity holds That of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the devil Intelligence level is hell-ier than treble peakin on
on this uh huh Got ah couple milion on that (that's right) Got ah couple million on everything we do Can you sell that? And it didn't come easy round our way, We
they heard the news, ya run up, ya could get dead, oh Uh-huh, hey, we murder muthafuckas in a deadly way - fully automatic when we let 'em lay "Aw shit
be there. [Bizzy:] When I heard the word it at Kerm's, Shorty said, "Oh, my Lord," layin' on the curb on a hundred and twenty-third, bled, dead to the
news ya run up ya could get dead Oh, uh-huh, hey we murder motherfuckers in a daily way Fully automatic when we let 'em lay Oh shit get down Leatherface
Turn around quick Oh shit! You started blasting, grazed me on the hip Lord Have Mercy dumped five on a nigga Suck his whole shit, his whole crew busting Shit
blowing on my Bagpipes from baghdad Somebody turn the vacancy sign on Cause I'm gone Blowing on my Bagpipes from baghdad I run the streets and act like a mad man holding
we gotta do is use a bit of turbo boost We can fly over the border "Let's go" [WOOSH!] So we're off to Toronto and we're gainin' speed [BOOSH!] (What
song right here we recorded... in the middle of "De La is Dead" and "3 Feet High and Rising" Think Pos called it "De La Slow" Enjoy it, you're only gonna
deal we dealing in Dat what de deal we dealing in Dat what de deal we dealing in Dat what de deal we dealing in
will have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the
we on the same beat So if you f**k wit blood, then you f**k wit us And we ain't bustin' duds, cuz we bustin' slugs We sure to stay in touch and clean
