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your world We get our might Something's gone way too wrong Keeping us in pain for far too long This is not a game And it's not for the weak Heads
vestless I'll put you on the graveyard's guest list ICE - cause I lack all emotions, I'm heartless That's why I can't figure for the life of me You
Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your
, gots to roll Till my cash flow's mega, baller not a beggar Bitches workin' plastic with the fake ID's Life in the lane, stackin' up G's Chop shops
that Jungle was busting his gun to get your weak chain back They don't respect you a check's due for me for your fame Mega I hope you blow so I'm saying
's mine is mine and what's his is his In these streets it's clear, punishment's severe If that line is crossed that's when them guys appear It's like
blocks lying And I been around the world in one day Chucking up the deuce for S.A. I'm a hood cat, and that's for searching me a hood rat With good
roll to spots, cats scared to go there if it's a heaven for a G, if not, prepare to go there I live for today and not promise tommorrow smoke weed and
shot the gun It's time for her to see the sun from the other side Time for her daughter to be by her mother's side Time for this Beautiful Woman to become
what I represent for life and I'm H O T nigga (4 minutes left) Dis bitch off the hook! Nigga never sleep Dis bitch full of crooks, they hunt for the weak
slowly Your oldie that?s for takin' it P now what?s left to play soley That?s for fuckin' wit me listen in the streets it?s a respect thang Can?t tell
security Nets straight human casualties Call for raw regrets in beat societies Lessons must speak Stand be strong. Keep away from weak in the years long Life
sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep [Mos
by wounds not mine The city cries, drama ride Guns out the window slide Before me now the city cries (U-God) One cop's weakness Was heroic, he exposed
food, it's on It's on now, word up 'Cause he's a halfway, thug that he betray If you got locked that ass, 'd probably come home gay Smack, blood out
Beef with me serious, keep it real, that's that Get stabbed in your back, my man Alley Cat Little cousin from Jamaica, brown-skin thug Thug blood, yo
