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to the electric chair with Jesus, still in it
You gaze upon the cross, and you see the execution
You yell stop the violence but the cross you're still using
I could've been Steve Irwin I learned alot about snakes
It's memories that hit me when I go across Gates
Sit with me while go across cities cross
the city gone spin it,
18th and Vine spin it, Power and Light spin it,
You know I'm reppin mine Southside gone spin it,
City-wide spin it one time for me,
By
Ah
Eh eh eh eh
Dc
It's Dc
No be childs
Life na turn by turn
E no god make you Dey rush
Life na turn by turn
You just need carry your cross
Life na
Yeah
Traffic city is on the map
Yeah Yeah
Traffic City is on the map
X Verge
Oh No No
I know I came outta mud but I'm still shining like gold
I'm
take everything, know I got
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
(Ay, Dre what's happenin' wit' it my nigga!)
Still I'm at it, peel
then I got several
You cross the line you think you special
I said oh no
In my own league, y'all don't know me
The score is 82 82 82 82 82 n 0
By my
to get passes to niggas who be acting up
Cause it's a mental game, I learned that when I got my first initial chain
I didn't fake it, it was gold plated,
the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void.
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain.
Down at the edge, round by
Take off in the night take it all take it all
I do what I like better for better for me
Right after the sky pink and gold pink and gold
Ride into
a hobby of it
Still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us
Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it
We're still holdin' that old
Child of the corn am I gonna blow gonna blow
Coldest brother breathing will I make it snow when I blow
If my soul gold will it snow gold
I used to wanna
desolation
Harboring both the pride and the shame of the nation
Living in the old
City young
City bold
City gold
City grime
City rich
City poor
City roar
City
beautiful road we have to cross
When you cross it once you cannot cross it again oh
Life is one beautiful road we have to cross
So stop your killing
love, then it's finished
Jealous-ass niggas
Damn
Then you got the ones that travel 'cross the globe
Everything is paid, they don't need a man
Don't
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
make me
Break a little break a little
I don't know how you're still alive
Wait a little wait a little longer
Then you'll have a heart of solid gold
I
her it's okay
Already burned my bridges
The city lights my vision
I'm more alive
They ask why Makoto is always so distant
Would you rather spend time in
and family
It's exactly what you're asking
It's a small downtown and see,
Most of us live on the outskirts outside the city limits
But a city's not defined by
know it's real
Tat my fucking name on you so I know it's real
I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it
'Cause when I'm not around, I'll still be
do today?
I laid here for hours and hours
Oh, since the city's fucked
Why don't we twist one up?
Stretch out, out, ooh
They can't take our gold
Just let it breathe
I tell myself let it go
Still tell myself let it breathe
I don't have time for no probelms
Got 99 like my name is Jay-Z
I give
pigeon. snails, frogs, snow crab, mermaids, sirens, whores, men, dragons, gold, ground beef, and a city human to bow to my garden
I didn't finish, I didn't
The grass is always greener
By the water
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm
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