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Liquidation of the Ghetto

Mystikal

Guilty Til Proven Innocent

1998

Life is shorter everyday my nigga make the right moves 
Choose your hustle spots wisely police give you the blues 
Lock you up put a strike by your

the leader, follow me
They wanna beat me like Rodney
See me like Pac
Have me like OJ doing a 100 in the drop
Railroad me like the Hurricane
But I won't stop

where I go
Sitting in a courtroom more fools getting judged by 80 folks
Still praying on my downfall
In the dirt like a groundhog
I'm on the right path

If I could put my foot down on an open road
As if everything didn't feel so close
I used to lock myself from the open world
Funny how I yearn for

took control
Death it dark my soul
I Swea I don't know where dis road will go
Yu said you would walk I was walking alone
I don't wanna debate so stop

to throw dirt on my name
Never knew snakes til y'all put me on game (Ha)
Move! Imma get it though
This ain't the pinnacle
This is the intro to physics

me like I'm michael Jordan 
When I drive and I pull up you know Kobi scorin 
If I stay consistent ain't no tellin where I'm goin 

I feel like we

blatant say it
Straight to face
Check my engine got a new kit
Don't know where I'm headed but my fuse lit
Got fuel with all my fluids
Just flew by that's

ham.i spent the rest of the da twistin' up wire for the old fence around the property, by the time i was wrapped is dark n i went in ,Dolores already had

Look you know I’m devoted 
And demanding 
Damaged by the dividing of the family 

Granny told me I was hopeless but I’m handsome 
Damn use to think

a promise to myself that I do not fail
Taking trips to H Town
That's where I went to grammar school
Book smart see me on road I'm still having you
Do shit for

You make me sick
Make me feel like the flame burned out
I tried my best to never listen to the voice of doubt

Is this the end of the road,
where do

Couldn't wait for Friday, 3 PM
You picked me up, we were gone again
Truck tires on a dirt road
Kentucky hills out the window
Didn't stop 'til we

calculate that in your head, no
Feature from me? Uhm heck no
Doing road, do a petrol
With the gang, stop at Esso
Ten car, convoy your ten toes
Either way, I'm

dirt roads
My treasures up in heaven never catch the king dead broke.

When the gang go hard we get ready to bang it
Bass so hard neighbours can't stand

She's a woman whose name has been dragged through the mud
Though her dirt is one I've played in, ever since I soiled my diapers 
My feet a native

call it a night, quit crying
Stop with the lying
I'm finding it hard to deny that 
I hate where we've ended up but
Lets be honest 
We are never gonna

the matter
Fuck bring it to me on a fuckin platter
Run then forget it cause it doesn't matter

Don't you know how it can't work
I throw dirt got blood on my

the building on stage
They ain’t feel me but I kept going
God got me so you know a Westside nigga
Had to stay focused
Let somebody try stop me
Boy I swear to God

it? Aye lemme stop yo
I got the gun by the work
Off half a perc
Thot tryna flirt
Lift her skirt
Do my dirt
Green for the beam
Point at your dreams
Beat

If you're wondering where I'm at
I'm putting in my hours
Got more thorns than I do flowers
Hard work got dirt all on my hands
And when I fall right

I got way to many
Throwing dirt up on me
But I'm made from it
If they want the crown
You have to kill me for it
No new flame
It's been the same
Since

is filled with petrichor
Sitting by my lonesome on the side of the road
Breathing slow cause my heart feels torn, always one step short
Always falling

know where to go
Needed god to show me the road
Needed some help but i had to find myself
Again Fell for the devils game
Now I'm back on my game
Laugh