what you love and put your trust in few This time you're dead fucking wrong You thought you had me but my will is strong This time you're dead fucking wrong
to what you love and put your trust in few This time you're dead fucking wrong You thought you had me but my will is strong This time you're dead fucking wrong
have a deal The word he says is final Punishment's for real Talking - never moves You hear it in your head Body shaken terror And he cuts you dead
, they quicken? you?re swallowed by night Your eyes, they deceive you? some trick of the light I?m watching, I?m waiting? wrong place and wrong time
in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin What is the meaning, when thugs cry? [Chorus: singers] Oh why, children send your child off to die In the streets of chalk where they lie Let no wrongs
-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate [ICE CUBE] Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror
you'll never forget me When I'm dead and gone they're gonna remember me as bein one of the livest Genuine ghetto survivors when they gain terror inside
sound so raw, cos im down by law, tryna play me cos im rapping I will break yo jaw, catch a nigga in these streets make you take clothes off, leave you dead
fall, nigga and hard We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain; just play the hand that you was dealt You play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong
it on his forehead make some moves Send flowers straight to his home put a card in the motherfucker send it to his mama Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong
gettin way too slick See em at the shows bout to rock they shit off Gettin they peeps fucked up cause they block is soft As for terror, I sever the best
nature Scaring spiritual devils while evoking the maker Is it wrong for me to curse in the name of right Is it wrong for me to spit life into this mic
My City, And My City Ya Gotta Tot Fire!, Ova Town Will Bust Ya Head, Cuz It Wont Slide Brown Sub Will Wet Cha Ass Like A Dunk Rider Ya Dead Wrong Fa
everybody sleep through it We can go bar for bar, I'll let the lines speak to 'em What they say? Bleek is over let Chris and Neef do it They say the wrong