Lyrics:
the punk pussy motherfucker who did it"
Then make them pay, no time to delay
Check out the [?] from around the way"
My boys got back saying "yeah he's
on a riot
The last one surviving
Its Dodge City if I'm goin down I go down like I'm Wyatt
Yuh Yuh, Saevy what ya on? Just talking my shit
Till I'm dead
DOOR
AND PUTTING HER WATER BOTTLE AWAY BUT IT FALLS ON THE
FLOOR. THEN FREDDIE COMES RUNNING OUT FROM HIS APARTMENT
ACROSS THE HALL AND GRABS IT THEN
of you unclean spirits,
I'm runnin' you outta town
Depression, strife,
disease and fear, your posse's goin' down
-Boy, last tenderfoot who
talked that big
hate a noun, my divine connection, is profound
I run the town, like sorry sugar, I guess we're going down, huh
I just hope we don't fall out, cause boy
(Good afternoon listeners from Oilton, Oklahoma)
We're goin' down to O-Town
Gonna have ourselves a time
Worked 52 hours last week in Duncan just
I over shine, ain't no niggas over Sean
Toll rollin by the quarter so I guess we're going overtime.
'Til we're Dumb high, dumb high
Westside, bitch
they're down with us
Ms melodie, she's down with us
Just-ice and dmx, they're down with us
My manager moe, he's down with us
Castle-d boy, he's down with us
(RUN, BOY!!!)
Attractive target.
Mmmm mmm hmm hmmmmm... the sun is gone.... and all the roses
Fall... (RUN, BOY!!!)
GUNS.
*bang*
MAUREEN!!!!!!
*bang*
work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock
People said John was a slacker cause
straight up thugged out
They killas like that little soldier boy
'Cause we livin' in the killin' field
Tombstone soldier rest in peace a real warrior
Nigga
Young ass niggas they straight up thugged out
They killas like that little soldier boy cause we livin' in the killin' field
Tombstone soldier rest in
It's time for lights out don't try to fight now I gotta bite down
Go so hard in this music they wonder how I do it
I just picture my momma hollerin'
a sea of opps
I'm drowning out the lost
Era of the fully awoken the eyes are open
They fall deeper in the coma Burn us in the cauldron
Wetter than
wanna do shit that'll make me break the trust?
Shoulda knew you were sheisty the way you lick me on my body
And actin' shady when I'm out the crib,
were moody
But you hated confrontation
And truly hated the feuding
But you were down for yours whenever it came to scrapping
If it had to happen, it
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my hat
Hurry now and don't be late
'Cause we ain't got time to chat
You and me we're goin' out
To catch
We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers. Now wearin'
my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, muther f**kers. They're out to take our
out
[Yeah, shoot any motherfucker that moves]
["Alright everybody..."]
This is a stick-up, everybody get face-down
Ren, gag their mouths so they
against the wall
Get to actin' like a fool if ain't no justice for the Dogg
Got to take it out on all y'all
Better read the papers, all my homies goin
your life defines
the misconception of stayin down
You can't be influenced by everybody you hang round
You shoulda been more appreciative
of the life
you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion.
[(LAURYN)
that everything just gets lost in there
And if it never comes out,? that?s ok by me..
And on other side, ???..at the top there may light at the end
to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer
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