legit, as the world turns.. haha.. Burn baby burn [Napoleon] A lot of ni**az get burned as the world turns A lot of ni**az gettin burned as the world turns.. Gettin burned
died murdered Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted [Tupac] Ever since mama got fucked and papa ducked out Look at us murderous thugs showin less love in the drug house
if I didn't pass mama whupped my ass Was it my fault papa didn't plan it out Broke out left me to be the man of the house I couldn't take it, had to make
My eyes only see deez, that's why I'm young and burnt out Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out And why I do it - the ridin and
the truth I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress, I'm out of breath Make me wanna kill my damn
out to kill for cars Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house
going to let my little homies Ride on yah bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches {ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up} Get out the way yo Get out the way yo Biggie
Tupac, Uhh Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Sucker, I hit 'em up [2Pac:] Yeah, straight out on
I went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking Under an atomic
Crack this mortal shell bleed this hateful soul clear my eyes behold darkness ripping out burn this house of lies watch this world die death in my wake
To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out) There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out
I get into it, I get into it Everybody can't do it the way I do it I make it rain, till the sun come out A nigga playin, we make the guns come out Now
kid in the house it's like oh no 50 got 'em locin again, they open again Got 'em sippin on that juice and gin You could find me in the background burnin
on some big ass shoes you not famous to the police, have your face on the news. Handcuffed and f**ked my broad crying and screaming. Unloyal ass niggas out
in my Chevy thang Doin 45, twistin somethin steady mayn Headed to my low-key, safe-and-sound house Call up the fellas, hit the spot, and pull a pound out
you know with perfect nails and toes A round cinibun head under them clothes I know you wanna go and smoke out Stay up all night and go eat at the Waffle House