long (Don?t you look at me with those eyes) Just let go Your hypocritical stereotypical life Is staring me down And for what, ?cause what have I done wrong? You got something to say Say
so long (Don?t you look at me with those eyes) Just let go Your hypocritical stereotypical life Is staring me down And for what, ?cause what have I done wrong? You got something to say Say
I'm talking bout something that'll make you sweat And when I talk well I'm through talking I'm about to do something move something let you see something When I say
head Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been
On the end of the tongue Let them say that I walked In fair nature's light And that I was loyal To truth and to right Serve God and meet your full Look
and thinking of somebody else? Can you feel the heat and the beat of my pulse? Do you have any secrets that will come out in time? Do you lie in bed and
Niggas they get it then pissed off And ah, and ah to fuck with the wrong motherfuckers They fall (quick) when we buck, bitch, ooh We got something to
and that's all I can say I call in to work, cause all I do is frolic and play I swallow grenades, and take about a bottle a day of Tylenol 3, and talk
'MODERN'! Worms are not MODERN! While YOU became LAWYERS and ACCOUNTANTS, and read PLAYBOY and bought a pipe, WE PLANNED and DREAMED and FUCKED OUR
East side until I die You better change like it's Mardi Gras, And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw See I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana And he's from
Jay and Doc Dre. I could finally put the shoes on Now that the rumors of Rakim and cube gone The q gone They say truth hurts Chunk, like quick sand Dont
side East side until I die You better change like it's Mardi Gras, And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw See I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana And he
on and the NO bleedin', yeah You better change like it's Mardi Gras, And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw See I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana And