Lyrics:
you could ever dream, at least in my case - all except two.
It was my 14th birthday, the day that changed my life forever. My brother
Michael,
and record away this pain
Reminicse the days drive me insane
Been with the same niggas since 6th grade
They all still my brothers ain't shit change
And yes i
that shit
We got toasters in the whip
I got fiends at the door
I be trapping like a bitch
I got workers by the store
They be packing thirty clips
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
see)
It's called the 6 million dollar man
(I can't see) He has the speed of a cheetah
The site (I can't see) of a falcon (my arms)
Strength (what's
beats by Dre (on God)
You can get hit by K (K)
K hit you, that's your last day (day)
Glock 27, that's bae (21)
Stick the 30 in it, had a baby (yeah)
son done became a man
Watchin' time fly, I love my people, do or die
But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly
June 1-6, '71, the day
Mama
ain't no pushin' me, bro might put you on a tee
Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet
But bro can't
their own thing
This the type of thing that we be doin' everyday
Didi dodi didi dodi didi dodi day
Make some room so these players can play
So we can
rodney king
And riot til we bludgeon every fuckin being
Within a million miles squared
Sniping from the rooftops
Tracers in the air
Blow you out your tube
it burn, or make a change
Riots happening non stop, corrupt police the ones to blame
We calling for reform, this time we ain't playing games
But you
a lifeline
Take it off then
Hear a flatline
They acting like mufasa, but they scars is visible
Not credible to they words on the riots and syllables
The media
a day, a place to stash
Pull up in the rose then hopped in the Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no N's
We've
the day comes well be living like kings
If only we could look into the future back then maybe then my brother my friend we could of made everything
my brothers die tell me why?
It is hard to maintain
In this world of mine (One day at a time)
We got to take one day at a time
(One day at a time,
in front of the brawn
Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn
Each withered his mule-ish days to choose his tool of trade
Dueling blades that
I can?t laugh to hard I?m on a diet
I?m trying to lose myself
You ought to try it
Just starve for 6 days straight
Oh it?s a riot
Every Sunday night
on the steps yo gettin' good neck
only in the projects, we die with respect
pussy niggas quiet as kept will riot the set
six blocks of real niggas vexed
assorted
breaking me, taking me
Six feet under, six feet down
There ain't no way that you're breaking me, taking me
Down
And it happens everyday
Divisible by
placed on stools hanging on the bar
trying to avoid the brothers
by looking in another direction.
Among the other places they took care of
-
When I creased up my khakis and threw on my Ronnie Lott
Used to think that I was hard so I stole my brother's glock
And that's the day my life changed
smiling then they're screaming please let me off
I was always way to young to go and get involved
By the age of 8 I figured out what pressure was
Every
was even scared to keep it real
Six kids, six baby moms, how they make you feel
Never thought I'd be a damn one to see you by my side
We went our
these thots (A lot)
Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick
I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
Told my brothers take my
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