Lyrics:
a better purpose
Niggas always judge what they see on surface
Look but I feel this good in so long I am living past In so long
I've been on my grind for so
Hearing voices from miles away
Saying things never said
Seeing shadows in the light of the day
Waging a war inside my head
Years and years of
Bloodshed
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
me
What's goin' on in the world today.
I'd rather be dead than to turn my head away
We got this first world vision too
Comfy to lift up our hands in
my sins later
When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native
It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday
See me load the AK, watch
as a
Moral judge? I think you should keep quiet
Can you think of one more corrupt?
Yeah, I'm living in one i'm living in one
I didn't mean to be so fired up
Cause I shout at the voices in my head tryna put me to rest
Yeah, I know a lot of you wanna judge me for sacrificial pleasure
I can't deal with the pain
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
Till my pine box drop down into the dirt
I'm a be by far the hottest nigga, known to the Earth
In the air, I fly, can't compare my
Swagger to another
are eating crow (yeah)
'Cause we reaping every single thing that we can sow (gang)
Needle and thread in my head, I'm a string theorist
Everything is
want a contract
I analyze'd all, information exposed in the air
Judge it for myself and told you my response as a player
Set up and had it, stretched
want a contract
I analyze'd all, information exposed in the air
Judge it for myself and told you my response as a player
Set up and had it, stretched
went to war and now he say that preaching
If you would be honest with yourself the you´d see
That you don´t know a thing about me
Uh, look the man in
went to war and now he say that preaching
If you would be honest with yourself the you´d see
That you don´t know a thing about me
Uh, look the man in
some tears for all them years for bronem I can't stunt
I was pissed off at my lawyer, me and Von ain't do shows in months
I can't blame the judge
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
a war
Today is the day I spit wild fire outta my mind
I'm starting to realize that they fed a lot of lies in between the lines
That's why I keep my guns
about the only war they'd lost and life goes on
That's what they tell ya
No ticker tape no reason why, might have never seen the end of that chapter in
a painting of the barrio I'm givin to you
Readin a lifestyle a Harry-O see in his views
I'm tatted, only God can judge me, I know that I'm ugly
Who's my
I'd really like a place
Where there could be no war
A bright and shiny world where there ain't no poor
Where there's opportunity, peace and unity
Don't want no foo foo hair cut sitting on my head
Don't want no foo foo hair cut sitting on my head
Man I'd rather be bald, I'd rather be dead
(Verse 1-E.D.I. Mean)
But we the last motha fuckaz breathin
You don't believe us then watch us ya tuned in
To them Outlaw ridaz, block survivors
stop?)
Yeah, free all the homies that's still in the cage (free the homies)
Over-sentenced by crooked judges and racist D.A.'s
Racism in the system is
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
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