Lyrics:
walk in the wire
Please don't judge me
(Please don't judge me)
I don't know if you have noticed‚ I'm
Doing me and I love it
I just ran through the fire
Only God Can Judge Me
So i stay in the fight
Say my prayers in the day
Protect me through the night
Only God can judge me
Got my armour on like
myself)
Huh, and when you lookin' at me (ooh)
Tell me what do you see? (I love myself)
Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head
at war
I say dem Hot Boys niggas will take yo boys to work
(B.G.)
Now it was drama going on in my neck of the woods
Beef kickin' through out
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
in this game somethin D-P
My eyes only see D's, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by eighteen turned out
Nothin' but head busta...thats who I roll wit'
Hangin' from coppers wit' choppers givin' a fuck..we hit
Bitch...dem boys at war in the nolia
Niggas be shell
him with the other six, that's seven man
Give me a medal man, Devilman, sekkle man
You'll get eaten
In a lyrical war I can't get beaten
'Cause my lyrics
crazy?
Oh well I guess I'm an island
My soul has now become a Mayan
If I was at peace, I'd rest
But I'm not and I am in pain
Because I fail to meet what
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
The two-faced who pretend liberality but are
Practiced bigots in their own
Mean little spheres i
Didn't tell my daughter whom to marry
But I'd have broken her
crazy I might though
RIP who I cry to, hold my hands on my head cause I got to
Yeah, I'm loyal nigga
They be tryna judge me
I thought that they
War, war, war
Talkin' about y'alls such a bore
I'd rather talk about moi
Like, do you know the cost of AK's up in Africa?
Twenty dollars ain't
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
One squaddy, horrifically burnt in the Falklands War,
Was approached by Prince Charles during a presentation.
"Get well soon" said the Prince,
was cunning
Just got a pad out in London
I keep stackin' my money, I need a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin' stray shots
Been a Top Dawg,
a whistle recruiter that's still in school
But don't judge a person and their issues
Or you'll be the one to get a bullet put in you by guns
That are
the street
I wanna see you cry
Put my barrel to your head by the corner-side
You idiot
You imbecile
You're absolutely worthless
And nobody likes you
If any
that's been bought
I'll know no war
I'll know no war
In and out of reach loft
In and out of reach loft
The medals are lost
The medals are lost
of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar?
shit
I judge the devil by his deeds
It's usually connected to the size of his greed
And keep the hope
Even though they'd love to give a nigga like me
heart (burr)
So I keep you close to me so we never apart
You know it comes to light what happens in the dark
No matter what, it still can't ease my
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
industry bitch, bring them on
(Layzie Bone)
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
(Judge D)
An we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'
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