Lyrics:
But this time I'm set up by my federal friend
Suddenly I hear ("Yo, move from the door")
Followed by the shot sounded like a four-four
After
Kick in the door blaring 4:44 all you heard was: Kiran don't gas me no more
I'm strolling with the sound off, that's how it's meant to be
Just me myself
throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Man
I did that!" ain't no Black Power when your
Baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep
keep to myself, on rely on it
Let the music take me to its place, and be right on it, if it was a drug, yeah I be high as hell on it
Lookin', upto Dre
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
for arrogance
Equivalent to white boys shooting up schools
And Americans not calling them terrorists
So, I flippantly willingly blasted
Myself
might tap in
Sixty-Four bit monitor might cash in
Takin dubs by myself so I'm top ten
Mario Luigi hit that striker with a pack
And I dodge another barrel
Now I'm drinking by myself
At the end of Section Park
Caught you when you walk besides your house
You threw your briefcase all on the couch
I plan
to Mac Dre (RIP)
Boyz in the Hood shit
Menance to Society flow
Now the beats bang like Colors on your radio
Crazy since the Eighties
Now Kobe’s dropping
key chains
B4 he back at the bar hitting
Snow hard as a ski range
Finding me sane in them damn ink blotches
Got a longer wait than fans
For Dre's detox
believe that his bitch was out smoking dope
Now I gotta stand on my own 2
I came in this world by myself
that's the way I'm gone die fool
game tight so short like a razor blade
Afraid of who is what you ask me
Just because you got your mac10 ready to blast me
And pass me up as if you
you have your niggaz holdin' you down
And when I hold heat I just hold it for delf
Why ask a nigga to shoot when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by
Look, relate to you, I can't if you's a fake nigga
Where Level 4 in the state what your mistakes get you
Rap niggas, they just wanna double date
with the black stripe
Referee preferably i be feeling myself and I
Ain't on no Ecstasy
But the groupies is and you can
Tell by how they molested me
She
Stop The Love There's clways Good Reasoning
cnytime I Drop c Pan It's clways Mac Seasoning
I See You With The Fake Hellos cin't Paying That BS No
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,
great
But I ain't even started man why the hell do I kid myself
It's kinda hard to face reality when you don't got it
The boulders pile up like the draw 4
parted
I want to be like doctor Dre, they want degrees from Harvard
An engineer that slide the fader not designing rockets
I'm in the lab without
Y'all know what's goin' on
21 Gang 'til I'm gone
4L Gang 'til I'm gone
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon'—
Roll the window down, stick
S.H.E. Dub to the M.a.c. Love
I'll never be the one
But I'm a good runner up
I always did it 4 fun
Just like drinking to much
cct up and show out
S.H.E. Dub to the M.a.c. Love
I'll never be the one
But I'm a good runner up
I always did it 4 fun
Just like drinking to much
Act up and show out
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
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