Today in Los Angeles another youth loses his life Gunshot wound to the head Street violence is at an all-time high No jokin', I'm sleepin' with my eyes
' in and out of sedans Pumpin' crack dreams to crack fiends for a fee Their dream is to re-up to a ki Cops watch the influx of dope through a telescope
just killin' ourselves while others laugh Look at the street, it's a cocaine bloodbath We gotta realize dope is pure death Mess with drugs, you're breathin' your last breath Sellin' drugs is
, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!) Hen-Gee is
' in the black five hun' I used to low ride, now it's just for fun I had five cars, but now I got one Hard to keep up ballin' when you're on the run
This is it, dope from the fly kid The Ice mic is back with the high bid Suckers you've lost 'cause players you're not, gangstas you ain't You're faintin
voice gymnastics are all in your face Vegas got my highs, E.V's got control my bass My break is comin' get busy no time ta waste Now's the time do body
the death But where the fuck are they now, now that I need them I don't see none of them, all I see is Slim Fuck all you fair-weather friends, all I need is
, time for some action Check it out now, the funk's so brother And right about now, you now I'm on that other Shit but you can't rock it like me though Niggas say I'm dope
bitches so next time you see me on your fallopian though the Jewelry's Egytian, know the hunger's Ethiopian stupid questions like "Is he gon be dope again
shootin' For red or for blue or for blow I guess From Bankhead at the old projects No more stress, now I'm straight Now I get it, now I take time to
one you'd probably run; come come Now spit it from the tip of your tongue, a lil wisdom gives em somethin' to move to, groove to The next time you see
way I never should've gave you the time of day Guess you know what time it is now, eh? There must've been a gust of wind 'Cause you change your mind every time
Shakur Ice insured, fuck life insurance Three bad bitches, it don't come concurrent Still, you know the dope won't stop And if I die today bury me in a dope
Biggie smalls in the flesh livin' life after my death Yesterday, I read my horoscope Tell me, Lord, will I be poor and broke? Tell me, Lord, will I be dealin' dope
takes Put you out your misery, Kathy Bates I'm Young Money, I'm Cash Money If we could buy time, I spend my last money Now I'm spending time, you in