violence, blend me with peace Combine me with hate and I can't face defeat I did it all in a week Still incomplete as I stand on my feet It take a lot
me with peace combine me with hate and I can't face defeat (nope) I did it all in a week still incomplete as I stand on my feet it take a lot to still
life and Haters wanna try and take my life and (ha, Benzino) God... [Hook] Niggas wanna try and live my life and Haters wanna try and take my life and
I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood Sucks, sucks on dick, does
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid To take a stand, to take a stand (Yeah, it's been a ride) Everybody, everybody (I guess I had to) Come take my hand, come
act so cruel The self brutality was, oh, so angular I made him a potion in a newspaper column Smile, gimme a shrug, said I was a fuck up Now I see your
m a bad bitch, I ain't never been a mixed breed On a diet but I'm doing donuts in a six speed M-M-M6 from a M2 I see a lot of rap bitches on the menu
ve ever known. Like a blind dog without a bone, I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone. I hi-jacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of gold. I been
only thing I've ever known And like a blind dog without a bone I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone I hijacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of
It's going down now On forever Square life is never Buck wildin is your life stylin Mashed out Hit a motel room Crashed out Called up a ho to
s got a Tec 9 or a hand grenade Thirty-seven killed last week in a crack war Hostages tied up and shot in a liquor store, nobody gives a fuck ?The children
be it You never lived none of your raps, or even seen it I mean it, every word a brother say Everyday a brother play, kid I politic and parley The fact
goin' out like that man? Yo, sellin' out like it ain't nothin' man I ain't with it Dig it, I'm just a brother from L.A. South Central, I live life the
a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life
a run for it (run) Get me out of here or we gonna have a problem here Get me out of here or we gonna have a problem here I'm a celebrity Five star
in the first place Was because you denied seeing me Now I'm pissed off Sit back, homie, relax In fact grab a six pack Kick back while I kick facts Yeah
advice Let's just be friend's That's better and its quite alright, you got that Look here, there is no way that I'm comin' back And that's a fact, don
, we don't give a fuck who you are Black card Heavy like a magnet In my stitched denims Pretty women See them Saggin' Bet a hundred stacks Niggas'll run