Lyrics:
at the age of nine
Now at twenty-one you're lower than low
Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go
My dividends and wares started to disappear
Where it ended up, I
uptown
Now don't be wiggin off that E and get F'd up
Thinkin that you're G'd up boy
You better ease up
We bleed the hood, the hood bleed us
But every time
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
Cap Kingg
571, go!
Its a vibe
Aye
N*gga, I'm Big Apple Born. DMV Raised, lets get it!
They say "Time is of the essence," if it's true, then I gotta
brothers
Crime stories, if you've ever been locked up
You know the true stories, no glory
And I?d like to say this before we get outta here
To my brothers
you were like,
"Nigga I'll sign the contract right now if they break that motherfucker out"
Damn, if I knew talkin' to you was my last time
Have you been tried in that fire?
I heard bullets sing higher than Mariah in choir
Spent a lot of time trappin', now I'm tryna retire
But this shit
I'll turn up where your college or centre is
And send you six you dickhead
I've let so many violations slide G
Guys don't like me and now they wanna get
off to your superiors, didnt you? So, Johnny, you have to go. Now you only got one chance to stay, and its up to the bystanders. Your fate here is now
frills
You was my brother
From another mother
We were there for each other
But now you're not around
Like you had enough of
You were always in my heart
nights in the city)
Word up, don't be out here slippin
You might not get up
(Hardcore nights in the city)
Times is rough
And if it ain't rough it ain't
gonna be all right.
I don't know why you're such a troublemaker
You'd think that maybe by now you'd see the light
Getting yourself torn up, boy,
against it, so get up off your ass
Because this is the place, and right now is the time
To let 'em know where I stand and how I get down for mine
They
of those suckers was worse 'n you . . .
Frank: Well, let's make a deal if you think that's true
I mean, you're the Devil so . . .
Whatcha gonna do?
big ego tripping on to something
You know what I'm saying?
Eazy-E yeah I was stepped up to her man
She acted like she didn't know who I was
(Now, ain't
huh, because I knock boots
You shouldn't be, so damn material
And try to milk Ice Cube like cereal
Now how many times do I have to say it
Cause if I
much time
If you hide your feelings, and they hard to find,
I want to know what's on your mind
About a week went by and I called her, "Hello"
I
a star
But if I'm gonna make it far
More eyes on me
A brother too young to be dealing with depressions
A brother too young to be dealing with the pressure
They get caught up in shit, now meet them faces of death
We let'em keep talkin' man they dog us man it's all the same
But what did we gain by givin'
the other one decides it ain't gonna shine
I seen vultures prey on the dying talking about pray for a sign
We ought to pray to straighten it out if you so
now
The alcohol is flowing like the rap now
You're lost and you can't get back now
You're crying every time you hit the sack now
You're either too
these rappers talking shit
If you lined up to battle me you better off forfeit
The lack of competition, in this game, never gonna quit
Your mouth is only
matter what happens
You're all I got in this world
(Just the two of us, just the two of us)
I would never give you up for nothing
(Just the two of us,
to this
2Pacalpyse, now jack you better brace
Cause I'm thumpin' it up and pumpin'
It up with hellafied bass if ya comp rolls
Throw blows until they back
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