Lyrics:
through Compton and see real Bloods
Real Crips
And I'ma always hold you down dat's real shit
I'm the Los Angeles king
And you remind me of Mary the R&B
the middle of the night get a ticket and I'm sitting on a wing by the window
Air fight when I hit them with the rights, and I rip open they eye with the rap
the middle of the night get a ticket and I'm sitting on a wing by the window
Air fight when I hit them with the rights, and I rip open they eye with the rap
Ima lift You up Ima lift my hands
To the sky to the Savior to The Great I Am
I was told I could be saved by the Blood of the Lamb
So here I am
Yo
Dear
In and outta sanity
That feeling when it's raw sex
Without this music I'd be
I'd be more or less
They keep me high
See what this meant
But see more
standing still
standing still!
These songs don't write themselves
I've got a music workshop run by elves
Making dozens of records by the twelves
Stocking
One small step, that's big leaps like we moonwalking
I pulled through, I managed to move when I was in the coffin
By any means, I run through
our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
Fuck being black in America
Living the same old
a change The way I throw down, the way I say
my name
The mike that I'm packin' is flame resistant So M.C.s be cool, and
keep your
distance When I
the plastic off it, you can feel the magic
Still I'm laughing at the critics talking, I can see 'em gagging
When I'm back in the back of my city, back in
Get out here, petrol is cheaper than it's ever been
And then, who's to say when all will end?
All I know is when the portrait painted, better have
to reach unstoppable
just ask tom cruise no mission's ever too impossible
so take it as gospel when I lay my voice on the beat
make ladies moist in their
And after today, I swear I'll never be the same
I'll never be the same (I'll never be the same)
Who the son sets free is free indeed
See He sent His word
Asked me did I wanna see you i told them no
I was only scared this some crazy shit
(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)
I got shot when I was 12
Lost
Turnin' my phone off, you gotta find me by a blood hound
And I don't smoke nor drink when I'm workin' on these beats
I gotta lock in 100 percent, charge it
a streetlight,
I could read it, it said "Please don't pass me by - I am blind, but you can
see - I've been blinded totally - Please don't pass me by." I was
Please stop this!)
Roast me in your flames, haha!
AIDS is God's punishment
Please stop this music!
You wanted a gospel play
Well, this is the only
on the Lord and stay sober instead
I call on the Lord when I’m over my head
I call on the Lord and stay sober instead
Clingin’ to God by the hem of His garment
You can do it too young blood
I did you can do it too
I know niggas are like there's no returning when I
Bought that white five-fifth
So white
one there in the mirror
Who gon be there when your body transforms to spirit
Listen to music the message becomes clearer
That's when you realize your
pocket size
Who can it be, who's making the problems rise?
Man it's me, when I take my eyes up off the prize
We have to see, all our rotten pride has got
y3 s3 America
Wo finu s33 wo ex Nu y3 obaa ama
haters, Oh chaw
Kanta I get foes like that
But w3 de, m3 kye, 3ti, AC cool, When I blow like that
where to find that Mystery God
I don't see him, so you know the shit is kinda hard
I searched and searched, but still there's no sign
It's
turnin', my thought's turnin'
Burnin' castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin'
This seed in this soil is classified
I'm satisfied when I
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