sea I can see the reality go down my mind is making every man's own dream Welcome to my insane game Wicked is my insane game Fighting for the real exciting
I can see the reality go down my mind is making every man's own dream Welcome to my insane game Wicked is my insane game Fighting for the real exciting
bitches on the Joker's Wild I got my yellow suit and my purple tie Somebody's gonna die, oh my It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor Always bitchin
beat down I know you jealous of my crew and that's funny as hell And all the hoes in the town know it's easy to tell Your bitch is creeping to my house
finish the mission, raise my right hand my vow as a Christian Live and Die in the Name(2x) They say we living in hell, life is like a prison living in
lost (CHORUS x2) when i get lost, feel i been crossed, she will be my salvation Yeah, special shouts goes out to my homies that was down from the get go like my homie cuz wasup dawg yeah wasup to my
say that truth is the word Let's hear it Raise your hands Raise your hands for a better world Raise your hands and let your voices be heard Raise your hands Raise
fuckin lies is bullshit It's time to take a look we read your fake ass like a book The PDM is coming The PDM is coming The PDM is coming back away to
faces Fight like shoelace keeping my flo locked down like mental patients My renovation is replacin' yo playa hation Discrimination' of a hustla'z occupation My destination is
each his own Smile in my face behind my back you talk trash But my pockets hit empty and my Lexus crashed But not in your wildest dreams hear my name
stompin If you're born and raised in Compton (Born and raised) (Born and raised) (Born and raised in Compton) (Where you from, fool?) (Compton) [ VERSE 2 ] Now Compton is
the Joker's Wild" [Violent J] I got my yellow suit and my purple tie Somebody's gonna die, oh my It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor Always bitchin
we gunn surely keep on movin on (Movin on, movin on) [Chorus] To all my niggas in the cells, my niggas If you get that chance to rebel, raise hell Ready
Nas Nefarious, X-Raided I'm hell's son Till God's kingdom or hell comes I'll drop bombs I'm the Spawn, Lucifer in my mom BlocStar Entertainment.com, Welcome
for the knowledge like my DJ fiends for vinyl Hold the microphone like a habitual user, like winos Clutch wine bottles, in my death grotto Until my skin
In front of me the misery Crying in line and dying burning debris My face is burning... oh so quick... so quick Like a candle at the end of its wick Well
