(feat. Lil' Keke) [Chorus: Z- Ro] ...Time to let the truth be tooooold, It ain't no brighter dayyyyyys, Cuz when it all unfooolds, A nigga gon' just
dirty You heard me, yeah we get that do' Sell out and resco', and then get some mo' And also, we spit that amazing flow Ask me what I'm hitting fo',
way that I'ma let it get by Ain't no lie, deep down inside Just to hold it close it wanna make me cry No mo' drama, likin no laws No mo' jail, no more
for me bitch, I'ma be in these streets It ain't no hiding from the shadow of death, it's do or die Go to war with a killa, and I'ma show you how to ride
scared, I mean you not alone it might be the ghetto but I call it home 90 percent of the killers are cool with me so it's cool to sit back and blow a
by this life I'm livin everyday is reality at it's best all my doggs dead or gone and I'm struggles keeping me stressed deep inside I know it ain't right
a girl to relax Upon phono, no go zone i go through Aching awaits just to relocate you Kill us with your fist Now baby mix it with me You see me function
am Fuck you niggers It's alright with me if you don't like the sight of me Don't lie to me Do you like the inside of me I wanna own the whole music industry
step to me, kid, you grew up off me TV, movies and records and tours So many buses in Versace I don't wear it no more Called my nigga in Miami, "Marquis
know what I mean? [Napoleon] Oh God forgive me Somebody please say a prayer for me Needed my parents But they was never there for me Believe in everything they feed me
attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these killing fields Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman who
me But why cry Floatin while we tokin on this potent branch Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants Never underestimate me Playa hate me
BEYOTCH! Mercy, never that, you say you comin back? Bring it on, fo' whoever strapped Introduce you to the pleasure and the pain, you can go so far Just sell me
niggas can't fade me On the real I kill when I step to ya fucking grill So let me kick it let me flip it let me get wicked I'm not a buster from the hood
on home with me, I like the way you give it to me! Chorus: K-Ci, JoJo I like the way you give it to me -- let me see you toss it up (repeat 4X w/ variations
kill me (that's all you niggaz got?) witness my steel Spittin at adversaries envious and after me I'd rather die before they catchin me, watch me bleed Mama come rescue me
tell me how to live my life (You know?) Let me live baby, let me live [Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac] Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala