suffering living in filth dying in filth drowning, choking on your own waste to see you this helpless and my turn to stand idly by im standing by
anemic For for the family, I'll be squeezing, no reason Blood work, nobody leaving this bitch breathing Niggas on the low, kidnapped my flow Coulda asked for
the writings of brave fights Despite the legendry that you hear we left by I head with refuges and niggers they shit right, and Don't you play soccer by
I move' em one by one See my hands is fast, my cook game raw I don't need no pyrex, gimme a coffe mug jar And I whip it to the left, whip it to the right
x] [Trae] Slow mo', when on the block 4's glide so gangsta Trunk banging and screens raining, let my top down tailored Nothing but money to make, sliding through the West Niggaz left me for dead
times over Rider for the mightly dollar rather drunk or sober ni**a talkin thug walkin all through yo' squad Y'all ni**az scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for
, plus Nobody cares what got here Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored Touched by a angel and kissed by
echo] Forever ghetto Necessary picture food stamps Outlaw thug niggas Never left the boot camp [Verse 2: BuckShot & Cocoa Brovas] I'm a nigga for
plastic Buried the bastard, time to notify, his family Sheeit, ain't nuttin left to be identified Evacuate the crime scene fast Why I heard the Feds had a warrant for
so high) [Chorus: Woman/Eightball] And I just can't stand to get my feet off the ground (I get so high) And I just can't stand to get my feet off the
in my veins - for those who've died I've seen my family fade away, you've taken my whole life There's nothing left to say Avenge the dead kill all
dead for dreaming. Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for
dead for dreaming. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for
Gregory Peck. He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself. The townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by
