fit that mold! Anything for acceptance just do what you're told! The way you live your life just fucking pathetic, a fucking yuppie slob, brainless and apathetic! Two faced
boots I'm straight from the strong, thug to your life Right to yo wrong, I'll put the good to your evil I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life
ya project hallways Dumpin crews like two's, ni**a all day Secrets of war prepare me for the worst A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that
tha evil of tha money trap me when ya see me nigga ya better holla at me (holla at me) can't let tha evil of tha money trap me So when ya see me
Guess who's back? [2Pac] Drop the drums, here it comes, only got two minutes to bounce, and every second counts Better press, wreck on your tech, here
is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin I've been Trapped since birth, cautious
[Verse 1 - Nas] Hats off, to da rich ones who flash and floss Pour some liquors out to my dogs trapped up north Reminisce on the deceased who no longer
s that new shit nigga What it sound like - sound like money (like money) What it look like - look like money (like money) What it feel like - feel like money (like money) (ayye) What it is real life
pocket like I just been gambling With a hundred k in my grill shawty thats the way that i feel shawty ice cream on my face and chain cause thats the life
out there somewhere And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows Your nose can only smell two
trapped inside this cage tonight! You torture my brain with blades and knifes! I need you to try to save my life! BEFORE I GO INSANE! (x2) ONE! TWO!
...One Two, alright like this... Chorus: ONE! TWO! We're coming for you. THREE! FOUR! Lock your door. FIVE! SIX! Suck on my dick. BROKENCYDE WILL
{Baby Sham} Aiyyo, balls your pencils As hollow tips get in you Bots cutting to slice your face you Rhymes is natural Hold two lives and four wives Up
, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin I've been Trapped since birth, cautious
survived the first Bush Thinkin back when my moms gave that first push Thank God for my life I came through the room Until the evil of part two, when
I Was Raised At The Bottom Of The Map Where The Girls Are Thick And The Hottest Nigga Rap If You Lookin For That Good Then We Got It In The Trap
Was Raised At The Bottom Of The Map Where The Girls Are Thick And The Hottest Nigga Rap If You Lookin For That Good Then We Got It In The Trap Like
