breath one final time The hooker stab in the streetlight Another dark night in anaheim You shoot it up and hit a line I'm sure glad i lost my line The
bang the hood, slang - till it drop The enemies I fear not, fuck a cop The enemies, they come close but get popped I lasted, laughed last till your heart
you do it, we stay moving Through the jungle, ghetto surviving, spittin' lines off the How you do it, we stay moving Through the jungle, ghetto surviving, spittin' lines
or ten, Generations of men, We've passed the point of no return Fifty-three days in fifty-three Fifty-three steps for you to acknowledge your defeat The last in line
to bang the hood, slang - till it drop The enemies I fear not, fuck a cop The enemies, they come close but get popped I lasted, laughed last till your
