Lyrics:
Krayzie Bone
The time has come...Let us unite...Mo!
Thug Queen
My heavenly father's children (Felecia My heavenly father) the time has come for
Raising hustlers, thieves and prostitutes,
Young homie think before you shoot, murderer.
Where will our children go when there's no place
broad day, wherever you standin' (fuck that do it now)
We live our life as a G
Day and, night with the heat, rollin' dice on the street
Now come
crackheads, dreaming of the life they never had
I'm over 30, the world is dirty and most of us are slaves
Unhappy with our lives, and how we spend our days
I
my Ls into dubs, never claimed to be thug (You know how we do)
Just a real n**** doing it, had to run off on a plug (I'll be right back bruh)
Put my
Raising hustlers, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe
the manners
Almighty show I the manners, you know
Regardless of who we are or not
We haffi live in harmony
I gotta fight fi our rights
I wanna bring some food
Raekwon tape on loop
Way on route to make this my day job too
When I hear kids today I’m like Déjà Vu
Rap is the soundtrack to our lives
We wouldn’t be Jack
brain, attack the track like we some animals
Mechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibals
Fire force survive behind bars, like we unhurtable
Swervin`
The sucka dropped a diss we did our shit why would i lie
Get pissed off and wanna drive by
Get fullys more than oil changes
Clapped on my opp that n
live off it for three days
And when it's done, who's the next victim today
I'm trife nigga, and I don't live by BIBLE life
I yap the nigga ripe then
Just think about tonight and forget the next, girl
You know how CMR do, ain't no love Boo
Just for our crew, sorry mammie that's just how thugs do
Some
want to live one day
I can get with that I drop you off home
I called you hit me back i want to dig that did I? I did that
Put it way up where her
Beverly Hills she want to live one day
I can get with that I drop you off home
I called you hit me back I want to dig that did I? I did that
Put it way
All of this energy I aint worried bout no enemy
Inner dreams all created by the memory
Thinking I'm finna free my myself within the beat
I got
over us nigga no day could be sunny
In the city in the streets this is in the hood money check it
Hook 2x
AC a thug Pville stay rugged
Meaning land
sound off
Just trynna live this, back bone the business
BCC is the click and, y'all can't get with
Nothing them boys spitting
Cause y'all like female
lives to helping our children fulfill their dreams
So our hearts are broken today"
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
Y'all don't know how harmony feels
So when ya arteries clog and heart becomes ill
I don't wanna hear a word, because y'all thought it was chill
I spit
Hills she want to live one day
I can get with that I drop you off home
I called you hit me back i want to dig that did I? I did that
Put it way up
this, we stickin' him too
JFK on our way to LA
Got links with big cats down in Santa Barbre
My crew do it the Mobb way, every day
Crime pay, who wanna
ya'll thugs
Sho' no luv
And slang those drugs
And if a nigga try'ta bust slang those fuckin slugs
'cause everybody got there own thang to try n make it
These be the days
Many fallin' away from the Way
Never wise in our own eyes
We follow what the Word say
Brother sharpens Brother
Like iron sharpens iron
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