Lyrics:
amongst the crowd
A strange and erratic man
Made his way down where he found
Himself being stop by the king's guards
At the blockage
Insisted he had
Sing while I wipe down the awning
Hey y'all, good morning
Ice cold piragua, parcha, china
Cherry, strawberry, and just for today, I got mamey!
Gunchesta got a city Full of barrettas
They live by da sword
Mad man's vendetta
(X2)
Verse 2
If you live by da sword then you die by da sword
It don't
multiply it by two and it might work
It really just all depend on my mood (word)
'Cause if they don't pay me my dues, they pay attention
So in the end I
here for, oh no
Two three four run up on me and shut the front door, like
Heavy is the head that holds the crown
Swore I'd never let you down
Heavy is
This four door ain't got no tints
So when we're ridin' you can
See four black yutes
Tell my paigon "please don't run
Cah 9 out of 10 more time I'll
nothing stays the same, no one knows anything. Someone else lives in the house I used to live in and soon it will be torn down or burn and who would even
explain later in the story about them which
I call my Four Doors of Doom.
The mirror, the great plaything for man's vanity.
The mirror was to become,
[Featuring 2Pac]
2Pac:
Nigga, we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A., nigga, whatever you
niggas want. We bringin' it! Thug luv, nigga.
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
twenty-two slug to your head
Travel all the way down to your leg
[Chorus]
Ayo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first
The projects is front
on the same page.
Old ass game imma play that
Shit all changed by the look in her face
Smoke all my problems I’m facing
AGEOF2MRW she stuck in today
Thoughts
some change
But down south my homies dyin, niggaz fryin
But stories we ain't buyin
Chorus: repeat 2x
Who (2pac gone, but what rapper) gon be next
front door
Mothers who yell saying its too loud
Start banging on my door to turn it down
My response to my mother when she starts knockin
Is come
We're two kids hitching down the road of life
Our world, our fight
If we stand side by side (all night)
There's a chance we'll get by (and it's
the floor
I just touch down in Miami
Let my roof back on a ho
Louis bandana on, I feel like 2Pac on a ho
Thug life, thug life, thug life
Motherfuck a job
MMMBop
You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You're going through all this pain and strife
Then you turn your back
echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied to their side
Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We
From Las Vegas to Delaware on down to there
I'm a thousandaire
Mackin' bitches, draggin' em down the strip juss' by they hair
Like "Oh dear!"
Where
open door how we go in
Wait
Why a lil nigga tripping, I'm trying to get mine, trying to stack to the ceiling
I will live out the frame, got my mind
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
And we know that the beast don't love you!
We live! Next door to rats and gats
And the cats in the back sellin crack
We live! Where there's no God in
Shit you won't find at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy shit
Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes
spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was
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