Lyrics:
old city and tell them that I
Give them forty days more to get humbled down
And if they don't do it, I'll tear up the town
When he heard the Lord
reached his peak
He just kept on taking steps forward, now he's history
Man im frustrated, cause Nipsey was like my mentor
He taught me when they shut you
ends
So business on the undertip
All coppers will be dropped
So tell them not to fuck with me
If Oaktown gets too hot
I'm headin' for Marin City
Though
Threw me off the boat
They ain't know I could swim
556'll break a nigga' limbs
I like your chain, I break a nigga chin
Beat you like ya stepdad
When he
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should
Pilot
Missing fathers, he never got his guidance
Got in the game
And never got to get his input when I decided
It's not surprising
Niggas not as nice
benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon
Which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own
to foreign lands.
He had been gone with his camel for one whole year.
One day, as I was sitting in my shop,
a beggar stood before me asking for alms.
Go try
faster, faster than the duck drake
He was listening to Miss Me by Drake
The anniversary got him some gold flakes
3 hours later, he was feeling okay
After
close down by his knee
Saying father look I'm dying for me love anachie
The day that jeannie married was the day that jeannie died
And the day that yound
and I'll just blame it on society."
And he was like, "Bro I'ma give you one year,"
And for one year him, his family, all his homies, Benny, everybody
Oh, the years went by like the sun goin' down
slowly turn the page
And when Joe looked back at the sweat upon his tracks
He had nothing to show but
lots for His garments
Buried in a rich man's tomb
Would rise from the tomb
And sit at God's right hand
II The Antagonists/The Passion
Is he not
the one they called "The Brute"
The horse that he was looking for
Was in chute number eight
He walked up very slowly
Put his hand upon the gate
We knew he
his hand upon the gate
We knew he was a thoroughbred
When he pulled his sack of "Dukes"
From the inside pocket
Of his Continental Suit
Well, he
alright
I can take it for one more round
You can give me your best shot, baby
But the boy keeps knockin ?em down..."
So he grew up wild and reckless
trip, get pistol-whipped
By a psycho maniac sick in his head
want to be a gangster, now he's dead
His brother took over, ain't no sweat
Bought a new
the mdma but at a table with martyrs while I laid I played
Tupac Shakur threw down the ace of spades he said reminiscent of what
I said Bill Gates, his eyes
of the breath of the Lord
He reached down from Heaven and took hold of me
From deep waters drew me out
My powerful foes were too strong for me
But God has put
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
the blind man pity
He's got eyes all over the city
Don't let your guard down because that is what he wants
Let me tell you about this gangsta, he says he is
had a bitch like me in your life (yeah)
He speed in the Wraith while his hand on my coochie (yeah)
He touchin' Emilio Pucci (uh)
Doin' good, bitch,
the music
Biz only without the female groupies
As soon as I sat down in the captain's
Office, his exact first words to me were
"Don't fuck with my
Staff!"
chance was his own forty-four
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad
In old Silver City he went to the bad
'Way out in the West with a gun in his hand
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