WILLING TO DIE

For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die

I been dying to try see this look in my eye
First lesson in the street can't compete with me
Lookin' hard little gangsta making me look over my shoulder
Bumpin' a range rover with the bulletproof glass
Had to get that hook up some things in my past
Bound to catch up to me man I might not last
Makin suckas bleed lean out the window and blast
Don't try to sneak up man I think too fast
I hope they come undercover man I'll say self defense
Looking at my life I can't claim innocence
It came and it went much money been spent
Many wigs been bent back and twisted with the lethal
Times up game over ain't no sequel
Ain't no such thing as evil it's do or die
Gangsta hustler a piece of the pie

For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die

Ever since I was a shorty on the corner drinking 40's
Clockin mathematics movin weight like an addict
Had my boys posted up stoop one and two
If some chickens walk by scoop two or one
Take out the back and then show em my gun
Ice around my neck make you blind from the sun
What kind a high you need? I'll let you try some son
So many enemies anyone could be one
Come and try if you wanna die
I'll make you wonder why
I ride if I wanna ride
Kill you by the bedside don't you see I'm dead right
See the one that make the lead fly down at midnight
Sneakin' up on suckas if you ain't got the cash
Say something son beat that ass with a flashlight
Run sucka run I'm the one with ammunition
Dumb sucka dumb you got the wrong intuition

For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die

Come on and try
If you wanna die
Make you wonder why
I ride if I wanna ride
Kill you by the bedside
Don't you see I'm dead right
I'm the one that make the lead fly
Down at midnight

For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die

BANG SHOOT SHOOT

Bang shoot shoot
Insomniac smoking crack
Bang shoot shoot
Cold hard fact, can't look back
Bang shoot shoot
Drive by twice, deny 'em life
Bang, shoot shoot, bang

Bang whistle whistle pistol make a missile
Seem obsolete I'm hard on the street
Hot as heat to compete complete
Sliding newborn clips into the dips
I call my honey beat rhythm I call livin'
Cause I get my hustle fitfully
Respect no checks straight chips then sex
Yes stack 'em straight to the ceiling of my safe my fate
Is adrenaline complete as I keep my feet movin'
On the sidewalks with chalk outlines
Of loud talking individuals ain't gonna get residuals
The digital code set from my man just jetted
I wetted this one kid just to turn my first bid
Nailed on the coffin now I'm coughin' from puffin on the L
In hell I reside

Bang shoot shoot
Insomniac smoking crack
Bang shoot shoot
Cold hard fact can't look back
Bang shoot shoot
Drive by twice deny 'em life
Bang, shoot shoot, bang

No pride just ride to the east side
Away from the west side
You best hide I made my mind up
Keep the supposition put in position make some friction
127th back eleventh I got the freak freak juice
to let ya loose ya want proof? I got suits in the trunk
any size you want might have a hole in 'em mama please don't cry
do or die in the dungeon of the devil as I'm lungin'
at the level just to keep my head swiveled to the left
now turn to the right night seems to ignite verbal dynamite
I might pull a smoke mission listen render renditionless
Division come from fusion no illusion I'm the chosen one

Bang shoot shoot
Insomniac smoking crack
Bang shoot shoot
Cold hard fact can't look back
Bang shoot shoot
Drive by twice deny 'em life
Bang, shoot shoot, bang

CRACK IN THE STREET

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Every heat in the laps with enough street caps
To make that mistake gun claps no daps
To make fools of an enemy hustler
Bustler just to make a buster trust her
Take a permanent nap now I got a backpack
At the pad with the rad semiautomatic fad
Of these kids with mad dreams fiending for the stream of
Greenbacks snatched from the midst of adolescence
With no repentance shorty call the crew back
Ain't no amount of crack gonna get your life back
Told you once I'm the mack of this game
Slap you with the shame same

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Laid back I'm the mack don't hate just get a sack
Of the doja I told ya I'd be back you know me 6'5" live
At the wide down electric its hectic its misfits with no business
Get ya hustle move on we at the long beach side of the song
I'm the bomb funkadelic if I tell it be too nasty she asked me
Yo you know where I could get that rock from?
Talk about prolifically said you no go in the side of the snow
Cook it up and rocked talking automatic walkin' talkin' crazy shiznit
Get with bizzel trick I nizzell slick substance

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

It's not the roughness just the justice
I just want to get the rough biz but my cousin
Lives in that same insane the same vein
Like a thief addicted to relief hell steal the seat
From under your peeps it's the old school pimp flow
Just to let you know know
I do get the dough dough oh so opposite
Of slow soul so I get a runnin' of a dozen
Sacks of that soul substance jack
Now my backs tweaked deep like a knife
In the back of another crackhead beds made might sleep
But I thought I saw these fools creep
After me in the laid back chevy that's heavy

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

She got a big big belly messin' with this kid named Delly
Pumpin' sytems with that Nelly now you damned smelly
Can't get no relief in the crack strewn streets now my peace
Is this piece that I keep with me on the daily gotta fight like Israeli
Soldiers I told ya I hold the head of my man fed lead in his system
Two in the leg one in the chest no protection no resurrection
For this chosen direction perfection this lesson is lessened by these
Same seeds guessin' get life lessons from the grip of a gun
And it ain't no fun runnin' these streets tryin' to get relief

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

BLACKTOP JUNGLE

It's a blacktop non stop junglistic hip hop
Hustlers and pimps use the city as a backdrop
Addicts get high in the backlot, dealers use kids as a lookout a lot
You got fiends stealing as they pop off a shot
You got three time losers sunset cruisers big boy bruisers
Sunset cruisers the freaks and the shady occupy the same spot
Drivin' around black and you know you get stopped
Propositioned by an undercover cop
You bound to get a lesson that you never even thought
Mind and time get dropped the weak get soft
Men in positions of sedition get caught
Violation of volition extreme conditions
The fiends they glisten like a dream from the distance
The mean and the listless the homeless in business
That man holds his hand outstretched for a reason
Its drive by season in Los Angeles

CHORUS
It's a blacktop jungle and it's dangerous
So many out here act scandalous get out your danger kits
Can you handle this its Los Angeles home of the vandalous

Get out your danger kits where a stranger gets
Rearranged and hit on sunset strip where the strippers do flips
Smoke in the alley Friday night rally girls in the valley
Do blow you know don't get caught up in the mountains of snow
People shot up with the fame it grows fast as the mighty Mississippi flows
Don't act like you don't see crack and smoke in fact it'll make you
Insane and choke act insane and then murder she wrote
Up that creek with no paddle and no boat yeyo oh no it's a non-stop show
All you can do is be true and flow this big city livin goes fast not slow
People live and die by a yes and a no in Los Angeles

CHORUS

In the blacktop jungle man that's how it goes
You see people mumble and the trouble it grows
Mass populations the Haitians the Christians
Jews Palestinians the Indian nation the ground vibrates
In the golden state the gangs carry heat to hit people they hate
Times up oh no too late don't debate
Cash and corruption and chaos create
A date to arrange with the master of fate
Side step please step don't walk don't talk
Sidewalk spot outlined in chalk
On the five o'clock news watch crews get caught

CHORUS

SPANISH FLY

CHORUS
Senorita I treat ya like my Spanish fly
Listen to my rhythm and youll never ask why
Ladies be talkin trash you know that they lie
You know its just my flow that be getting them high

Senorita I treat ya like my Spanish fly
Listen to my rhythm and youll never ask why
Senorita (Seniorita)
My Spanish fly (My Spanish fly)

VERSE 1
Do that slow walk down the middle of the catwalk
Caught locked I been seeking exactly that
She was fly with the Spanish maybe she can manage
Don't forget the damage she did to other rockers
See you peeking around the corners at my shows on the low
Does he really lay 'em play 'em to extremes in the evening
While out the club pull a piece while he's leaving?
Hell yeah don't listen to the people pullin propaganda policies
Just holla please and follow these tendencies to get with me
Yes I am a mystery yes I have a history
Yes I get the best of everything
Why should you get with me?
You'd look good and I'd look good with double 760's
You comin with your own dough so I know respects shown
Blown the way cash should be blown

CHORUS

VERSE 2
When I know that youre at my home
All alone sittin by the telephone getting stoned
I make you moan fittin' in positions that you've never been shown
Sittin and listenin to Nina Simone talkin' philosophically
The seed has been sown hittin knockin knees
Baby please in the zone if were just together for one night that's allright
But those people who were talking smack before say
You look tight makes me want to sneak out in the middle of the night
Your body with no clothes lord knows what a sight
Im imagining things that are already happening
It's crazy in this world of mad money mad shows mad hoes
And the rest man you know how it goes

CHORUS

My senorita you know I need ya
Just meet me later you know ill freak ya

MY BIZNESS

CHORUS
My Business is big business
I got more dollars comin every hour
Im gonna show you I got the power
My business is big business
Im gonna show you whos the boss
Youre gonna have to pay the cost

VERSE 1
Big pimp big baller shot caller
Lincoln continental never catch me in impala
Holla back im the big boss
I stack bills and I floss like Paul Wall's grill
Underneath my seat where I keep my steel
Bulletproof cuz you can do what ya will
\my rims keep spinnin while the car stands still
coupe de ville I only shoot for real I run 187's
while im poppin them pills from the belly of the beast
to my house in the hills get with me if ya get me
ima choke the chain keep them dogs on a leash
less ya wanna see brains on the concrete in the street
feelin no pain ya souls in the ether like nas said to jay-z
catch me on the run have ya shirt feelin breezy
aint nothing come easy on the hood that's fasheezy

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Big daddy big pimp big baller drop a imp
As im rollin down the 10 cause we rollin in the ben
Jamins im in the money makin mode
Im rockin it so hot it explodes ima take it on the road
Get them groupies out they clothes I don't love thenm hoes
They only love me cause im froze they feel it in they toes
To the top of they chickenheads like weezy ima move on up
Now its understood I freak like a dog in heat
Im no good you can come to Hollywood and stand
Where I stood im back in LBC now im back in the hood
Getting feezy fa sheezy rollin on 3 wheels stolen at the corner
Of fox hills I talk real cock back peel ima cop a feel
On ya girl when ya gone man take her along on the wrong side
Of the tracks man hittin the bong
BRIDGE
I can make you or I can break you
I can take you to the top with one shot one pop
Take you underground if I found you talked

I can make you or I can break you
One house for the homies
Another for hoes I gotta stay hot
Cause my neck stays froze
Pull up in a lexus the nexus grows
Took a trip to Texas to check them hoes

CHORUS

BUST OUT

CHORUS

Bust out why saying something
What you need something
Make you bleed some gimme a reason
Then ill freeze em then ill leave em screaming in the street

VERSE 1

Bust out of the gate straight waitin for a fool to approach
Then I burn em like toast I don't mean to boast but you cant get close
See those homies in the window with the finger on the trigger
I know you think big but my crew thinks bigger
How you think the lifers in the joint get high
One guard has product others turn a blind eye
If you try to interrupt then you know you gonna die
Soldiers in the street never gonna ask why movin pounds of product
From Bronx to bed-stuy put it in the trunk act crunk
We drunk in the club nearly every night
Dip in the whip 500 lookin tight takin care of business
In the city tonight gotta heater for your ass if you aint lookin right
Uptown downtown all around town

CHORUS

VERSE 2

I peel off caps like I was a bald head
Was it something that I said make you crawl back into bed
I got a lead missile comin at ya pop pop
Then im in the street when they all drop drop
Got no love for cops they say stop stop
I know they profilin when they stop and see me smiling
Don't get caught in long island unless your papers straight
I been known to move weight from state to state
Been known to rock a mic make the crowd vibrate
Learned from a young age I was meant to take the stage
But I still got rage to make the front page don't think that
I slipped so im soft if its on then im off that's why im paid
Sharp as a razor blade that's why im paid
Uptown downtown all around town

CHORUS

HUSTLIN' THE STREET

Chorus
YA HUSTLIN THE STREET
TRYIN HARD TO COMPETE
DON'T LET THEM CRITICIZE
MAN JUST OPEN YOUR EYES
YA HUSTLIN THE STREET
TRYING TO MOVE YOUR FEET
TRYING TO SURVIVE BUT YA
LIVIN A LIE

I make it by with tears in my eyes
Shorty looked tough until he met his demise
Standin on the stoop lookin wet and surprised
Didn't know he died til the light left his eyes
I told him listen man ya gotta put up a disguise
That's how you get by that's how you survive
That's why we dip and dive and roll and front and smoke blunts
We on the hunt get what we want and do it crunk
And buy this junk and cook it up and rock it up
Pack it up and slap it up and slap the hand
And understand that in the hood this the only way that we
Can make a hundred grand and feel like a man
Do you understand that you must have a plan
Wheelin and dealin trying to be a big man

Chorus

Yo makin to the biz taking a man to meet another man
Forsakin the plan that there's another life shorty
Hop the train before you run into strife shorty
Start reading books don't be a crook with kids and a wife
The heat is on doin dirt and wearin Teflon
I wish I could go on and explain how I feel
But these are the streets and I have to live real
I told him all these things fact without saying a thing
Feelin hypocritical and wearin diamond rings
I started out a hustler it don't mean a thing
I coulda left the streets coulda been anything
This shorty just died for cream and bling bling
This shorty just died for cream and bling bling

Chorus Repeat

DEAD END

CHORUS
I guess this is just a dead end
It aint nothing but a dead end
We all stuck in a dead end
And its lookin like it's the end my friend

VERSE 1
Listen up dummy ima come and take your money
I aint seen nothin' funny cause its dark and never sunny
On my side of the street move them feet talk is cheap
Poppin' off shots when we in the jeep at the industry
'cause they cant compete swerving sippin syrup
mixed with Hennessy I cant believe my enemies
surrounded by stupidity I smoke and get lucidity
I told you its my city G I roll up in them clubs
And get poonanny like im 50 ya hear a me
But ya never seen me get with me
I like my beats filty keep it so gully
I got money round my belly just in case they
Want to tell me that they'll lock me up
And then toss the key my philosophy
I got mouths to feed ima do what I need to do
Make'em bleed im on the run internationally
Bla bla bla bla that's all they heard
This aint my first my second one its bound to be my 3rd
I thought you understood never come into my neighborhood

CHORUS

VERSE 2
So gangsta that I never said its all good
Im down with the blood's the Crip's and the young thugs
From a young age I was crazy call me youngblood
Down with CPT LBC and every hood im insane for my baby mama
Can yo come and save me mama im caught up all in this drama
Hot as a sauna smoking Marijuana or cocoa puffs
You know I need it times getting rough and all yo buff
Faker hater perpetrator's ima kill ya like a game
Like we all been playin space invader's then I run a train
Im sick like Rick James in the basement with chains
Putting blunts out on ya brain ima keep it all cocked
I got it locked down like them fools in san quen
And I got a hand in every single game that y'all wanna play
Dirty harry make my day before you could say it
Ill have you laid out on the street blood seepin from your and 1's

CHORUS

BRIDGE
Im insane for my baby mama
Can you come and save me mama
Im caught up all in this drama
Come and save me

ITS ALL GOIN' DOWN

CHORUS
Its all goin down
You might wanna be around
Its gonna be apocalypse we dumpin clips
Bodies wont be found
Its all goin down you don't wanna be around
Its gonna be a lot of blood and smoke and guns
Its all goin down

VERSE 1
I been designed with the street life
Dyin with the street lights
Its been about a minute since this g can even sleep right
I got a nickel plated desert eagle with the lazer scope
Ima tell ya now better leave town for ya get found
Six feet down actin like a clown
Fool how ya like me now? Aint no sweat up off my brow
I got nine millimeters pop pop pop pop pop
Go them heaters I learned from Jamaicans
And im down with them Haitians
Sneak up on ya on vacation when nobody's around to save ya
Screamin for ya savior all that trick behavior
You been a punk shootin junk livin like a dog
Stealin from ya people man lying like a log
Infections need fixin im the medicine
Cutting it out of the skin im the doctor are you ready to begin?
Are you ready to pop that first shot? That's what I thought

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Actin like a dirty cop boy that'll get dropped
Roll around in a drop top bound to get shot
Circle round the block while my thumb goes cock
Cant ya see don't ya see that I will never stop
Im down like hip hop when I break a pop lock
Easy cause I jocked OG's when I was a little shorty
And they taught me 'bout the OZ's Uzi's nike's white t's
Crisp khakis im in the back in the '63 puffin on some loose leaf
Watchin dvd's of Bruce Lee drinkin brewskis
Freakin with some hoochies now im sippin on some Hennessy
I got them thug tendencies smart as a whip
When I pop that first clip drop the piece then I dip
I never had respect say ya name then I spit
You shoulda never flipped then you wouldn't get clipped
Have ya hangin off a cliff man bleedin from ya lips

VERSE 3
Man bleedin from ya lip loose I got proof
You was sinkin the ship im wearin gloves on the chrome grip
Thinking legit by tonight I'll be in vegas cashin all of my chips
And im calm cool collect ya never heard of me trip
I cant believe all these thieves climbin' up on my tip
Bitin is exciting till them hollow tips rip
Ya skin and im sick in the head like I said my seed need to get fed
Id rather shoot and grab loot live or be dead
Its goin down like I said cash under the bed(repeat)

CHORUS

PULL THE TRIGGER

CHORUS
Just pull the trigger yeah get it done
One for the money another for fun
A G's gotta do just what he can
Just pull that trigger do it man
Pull that trigger do it man

VERSE 1
If ya see me on the street ill be holdin my heat
This aint the wild wild west we don't have to compete
I see you reach inside your jeans that's when my whole team'll
Come right at ya like a fiend in the middle of a bad dream
Standin on ya chest and cant scream
I videotape it watch it on the flat screen
I don't pack a vest for nothing if you know what I mean
I been shot all up in Brooklyn in manhattan and queens
And you can see by the look in my eye I done died
4 0r 5 times resurrected and catch you by surprise
with the tek-9 we can get gully smash ya face like
its putty I been a little nutty since them fools started talking trash
pull up outside a church start a bloodbath
ill never laugh again until I set my seeds on the path again
faster than the average man caught up in a savage land
meaner than Afghanistan

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Im still standing in the street still holdin my heat
Still waitin on connections at the end of the week
Still waitin for ya haters to come at me and speak
Still got a number in my pocket from the club from a freak
Still a thug sellin drugs at the top of my peak
Still the same hot MC with the same hot speak
Still got another day with another heartbeat
Im up on my feet smoking ounces of weed
Hop in a silver Bentley only one on the street
Ya wanna pull the trigger get revenge get at me
Ill be two steps ahead like im Machiavelli
Still got that 911 rollin 22 Pirelli's
Still got my ammunition shots be comin pelle pelle
Still got the same insane crew how bout you?
When you come through I still be chillin and sippin brew
I know you mad as hell but you shakin in ya shoes

CHORUS

BRIDGE
Im young and im undone in the land of the gun son
Poppin off shots and I can never be caught
They keep comin and im pluggin em
Thuggin and im druggin em
Pullin triggers how ya figure you can get done

CHORUS

NEVER GOIN' BACK

VERSE 1
I was frozen in an explosion meant to be chosen
As the one takin over from the power of the sun
Destiny's finally come and I need will to be done
What was written what will come
The past is blasted like some heat from a tek-9 on the street
Knowledge is a weapon keep it comin move your feet
We been defeated since the history we must remain a mystery

CHORUS
Pride and wrath and lust and greed
We never goin back till we find what we need

VERSE 2
Like mystics this delivery is accurate
Packin raps into the immaculate
Conception was inception to increase imperialism
Pyramids of wisdom will spring you from mental prison
Unlatch and then detach and make a match and strike back again
I wish I was an Indian tell them give me my land again
How many understandin its demanding that holds us back

CHORUS

BRIDGE
I know I came to reach high up into the trees
And I perceive all I need is inside of me
All around me sound the army hear them comin
Beatin' drums and teaching young ones to be champions
And never bums and always strong we will last long
And like this song defeat the Babylon and keep on travellin'

VERSE 3
I been unravellin' and stab 'em from afar like a javelin
Whats happenin the aftermath is unleashed
Before the past can be repeated and stop killin
Penicillin stop the illin we need scientific principles
To make sure were invincible the decimals
Diminish before the sentence was finished
I need no outer limits no restrictions
Till im finished I diminish

CHORUS

CITY OF LOVE

Need soul medicine from the soul veterans
Already struggling but heart keeps bubbling
The system is in trouble but it always has been
Im a madman thinking about the badman
Probably didn't have a father so hes kinda sad man
Seeing pimps and hustlers is coming up big
And that's the only influence for these truant kids
I know you gotta get paper somewhere
Anythings better than nothing im not frontin
I wanna be something something bend your knees
Start jumping twist some trees im loving
Theres a breeze and a dozen of my cousins
Feel peace spread love on the streets

Chorus

All my brothers and sisters make their way on the streets
Lookin' out for tomorrow, holding onto their dreams
They just keep on trying, is it ever enough
It's a war of survival in this city of love

Hip hop and shots on the block
Struggle concentrated down in one particular spot
Tales of young males and how they got got
But instead of meditating concentrating on the deficit
Think about the past and how you gonna last and
How you gonna come up with your brain not blasting
Be a gentleman with the women old fashioned start mashin
And smashin it up we know fascists wanna trash this
Make labor cheaper keep your head educated
Only method demonstrated for the get ups
Put em up shut em up fast whips
From legitimate businesses first class citizens

Chorus

Bridge
Don't worry baby, it's gonna be alright

Time equals money and moneys in my head
Everybody saying theyd be better off dead
Whos they whats this seems kinda ludicrous
Pump ya fists if you know just what im saying
Get down on our knees and start praying
Maybe thugs will just stop spraying
I know its not realistic im just saying
Everybody stand up and stop playing

RAST

SPILLIN BLOOD

CHORUS
How much blood you gotta spill to make it stop
Cant be like big and pac dying for hip hop

VERSE 1
I found some inspiration when my heart started racin
Erasin the fact im patient shouldnta messed with the Haitians
Take a permanent vacation it only takes one word to be said
It only takes one word to be said it only takes cold steel to the head
It only takes a trigger finger to be pulled
It only takes one bullet to be dead
Foreign infiltrators debaters about the politics
We turn intelligence into some haters 'stead of college kids
A bitter pill to swallow people getting locked up
White kids black kids asian kids Dominicans
Diminishin an image used to be B-boys

CHORUS

VERSE 2
I wonder why some of the best die wild wild west style
Preachin' wisdom in the same breath talking guns
What could of become of some if they didn't die young
And dumb they'd make a phenomenon no bomb on rhamadan
And on Sundays we could rest no bullet proof vests
Call us what you want we just have to express these feelings
Of equality from off the chest
Now breathe conceive the world we weave
When we stop spillin blood then we start being free
We got a cerebellum for a reason
Time to turn the seasons when I make it to the top
Then I praise hip hop

CHORUS

GANGSTA HEAVEN

CHORUS
If I go to heaven
Let a gangsta lead
Cant always hit eleven seen a gangsta bleed
I didnt want to go but now I know that theres a gangsta heaven
A gangsta heaven

VERSE 1
We could all go to hell
Or heaven who can tell
Round one ring the bell
Late at night smoke was coming
From the alley that's right it was sign
Of a visible click in the midst of hits
That's critical cause if my man wasn't smoked up
Probably wouldn't a gotten loc'd up choked up in the cut
Thought I smelled something funny in the air that night
So we bounce vehicular the ounce particularly sticky
Underneath the seat one hand on the wheel
One hand on my heat been too long on the street
To not know my enemy I keep em close and tell em jokes
And make em think im funny
The only thing I had on my mind was the money
But I shoulda known wed rolled alone
For way too long way too long

CHORUS

VERSE 2

Seems like my feet always stuck in concrete
I seen the Mafioso drop a kid from a hundred feet
If you wanna play the game you might go insane
Too much talk makes dick a plain jane
What if I never make it back to my old stoop
What if I don't last till they call me old school
Im picturing a place with a smile on my face
Always thugs rollin trees and theres always a breeze
Aint no memories no death no destruction
Just blessed out crissed out let me make my introduction
Im popacapalotiguess I don't digress
You either catch rep or catch slugs in the chest
Whats better whats worse red sweater in the hearse
Heard you callin nurse wonder who get here first
Then the clouds dispersed and I was up in the heavens

CHORUS

The chosen few get to go
You know my soul told me so
(repeat)

CHORUS