Lyrics:
and yawn
Its a love-hate thing, but my heart is torn,
man, let me just speak about whats going on
Hey, Dear Mr. President, why you got our troops in
the war
whispered in my ears and said
Time goes by faster than you think
Day by day and year by year
Page by page, chapter by chapter
Never forget it's your book,
niggaz from battle
We outta control we can't be handled
We sick of police and these scandals
44. Magnums bust'en at random at em
In the Middle
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
6 in the morning, police at my door
Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor
Out my back window I make a escape
Don't even get a chance
rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood
Oh, surrounded by security and police
But you claim gangsta bullshit pussy nigga show me
Nobody told me I
have it all
Stalkin, walkin in my big blue Chucks
They take this man, maddogin, ready to biz-ust
Yeah I walk through the valley of late nighter
some bum love
They don't wanna see us live our lives, police stay gunned up
They don't wanna see me with my crown and be a king
They don't wanna see me
dawg,
Police chase in full,
cnd where were you,
When the Pakistanis,
Ran up on Gatewood?
cnd cheffed that man,
Outside Medina's, broad day, blood,
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
on Bowman
Shots were fired in the moment”
Police: “10-4, Ill be on it”
Malakai: “Did you hear all that commotion?”
Moses: “Man, chill”
Malakai: “He knows
the eyes
But listen, that's how it is
If you don't dig how I live
Motherfucka [unverified]
'Cuz everyday on the street
The black man is gettin' beat
Police
resurrect through the night
Came alright in a flight
You jokers are flying with me
You landed right on my kite
You jokers are sippin' sprite
Man throw that
cream man in broad day
Now I'm running from the police, don't know how but I got away
Selling weed to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me
now
And they really want a slice
My team
Big man dreams
Big Boy Diamonds
That's a big man scene
Been cold w the bars
Yea its laced in my genes
believe in stealing thoughts, my murderous Alibi can have me at the table throwing salt, I’m a black man by nature, a killer by choice, I’m a spirit inside
was hood
But them rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood
Oh surrounded by security and police
But you claim gangsta bullshit pussy nigga
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
head
Man I'm tryna get out
Of this shit
Yeah
I wanna live life
To the best
But it's easier
Said than done
Cah uno that my hearts
Still stuck in
Yeah
Yeah
Getting rowdy in this piece
What I'm feeling like
Neighbours call on da police
For the second time
Told em they could suck on deez
If they
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
You know i wanna shout out to The Jacka
Shout out to the mob figures man
Shouts out to live wire style and I see
You shake yo neck what it is mane
Thrown off the bridge
To the river by the ridge
Was the iron mountain baby
A man walking by
Said he heard a little cry
And he found him in
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