Lyrics:
I knew these were my last minutes
Wonder if I had a week to live, would I stay trippin'?
Wastin' every day that I had left tryna sell tickets
and modern day babbles
Raw from Africa and golden ropes and sandles
By wicked thieves and vandals
Who man-handled us with leather whips and burnin candles
And the hero's gonna win the final battle every time
Fire can't spread when surrounded by rocks
It'll fade by the rain or tossing dirt on top
Fire burns up all
Who's tha man who's the boss
Who's the nigga that paid the cost
I really don't give a damn
'Cause I ain't the one who's gonna take the loss
a white man's land
You get killed for the color of ya skin
Seen blacks on the streets slained
Mom's cryin' by the caskets man
Ain't no love for 'em bastards
Retaliation, man don't flagrant foul on the ocky
Finally made it up out it, was givin' back 'fore I got it
Remember vivid who doubted, feel good we did it
has rejected, I'm here to protect it
Everybody dies deep within this world we live in
And not everybody tries, but everybody lies
You can't take–
the wicked live on growing old and increasing in power?
One person dies secure and at ease while another dies in bitterness of soul; side by side they lie in
live on growing old and increasing in power?
One person dies secure and at ease
While another dies in bitterness of soul
Side by side they lie in
a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you
Pull out, and then shoot who I gotta shoot
Hang a nigga off the roof, by his shoes and slip
I hope he got a parachute
I'm in the zone dogg, I'm by
What?"
Pumpin' In The Cell By Myself, 'cause I Don't want to Hurt No-bo-dy
[Chorus - Drag-on]
I'm That Hood, I'm Those Streets
I'm Them Lyrics
Woman who lived inside a shoe
Or the girl that sang by day and
By night she ate tear soup
Or the man who drank too much
And he got the brewers' droop
hope, I’m sick of it, when can I win again
Maybe that’s why heaven’s real, so I don’t gotta live again
Where do I go with my screwed mind
Dark days ending
and sickening
Tantalized
Don't you listen to him
Close your eyes
To see that there's no one by your side
A fear so old
Every hand your reach for growing cold
on every guy
Man we too fire never takin 25
I want the whole pie now
No high dies down
I could never drive now
I got boots on every guy
Man we too fire never
away
And the national statistics
Never put it in the chart
But every second someone breaks a heart
There's a woman out there somewhere
Who feels
live
The line stay on twenty-four seven
What them man do is irrelevant
Plan A keep stacking these Ms
Plan B really ain't part of the question
Got
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Dy call me mr too slate
Omo omo no be beans cake
Call me mr leo cus I keep it hundred with my deuces
Yh man nah holy still growing
Still learning
In America
You're a target if you're black
Walk around the streets
With a bull's eye on your back
Like they did to Walter Scott
The black man that
Curse the day of they birth confused, who's to be praised?
The mighty dollar -- or almighty Allah
I'm like the farmer, plantin words, people are seeds
birth
to man.
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred
bastard sons.
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live
taken by people mistaken in thinking they’re worth more than everyone else,
Who can say what’s right?
Who can say who lives or dies?
When loyalty is
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