No opinion, have no thoughts have noc feelings, kill your heart they will tell you where to walk they will tell you when to talk there are just
, On!) Lo, Lo, Lo Lo Lo Loso (Yea!) Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo Lo Loso Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo Lo Loso (WOOOOOOOOOOO!) It wont stop, until I do the numbers im suppose to
in the neck and watch him die like he supposed to Napoleon the front line soldier, front times over Rider for the mightly dollar rather drunk or sober ni**a talkin thug walkin
, I get money, money is got Tryna stop my shine, I get money, money is got Ill cock my 9 Dont get outta line, Money I got, money is got I said dont get outta line
bread now, Ill cut your head now You know you eatin' niggas you should be dead now I hold a glock down, I gotta drop now Nigga Im eatin' you know I aint gone stop
to have Hummers big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers damm Dog, you been in here that long? you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead
feeling like a skeleton No more sleep walking dead You're gonna wake from this coma You're gonna crawl from this bed you have made And stop counting
just a boy And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead They ride the line
and shine like glass I got a mansion sittin' on 10 acres of grass I cannot stop I will not quit And nigga don't like it Got to deal with it Don't cross the line
your body Make 'em feel feel hell on earth before Allah drop thee I feel the line's drawn here, nuttin more can stop me Till them feds pick me up, or
so crack, bust guns at Bow Wow's age Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in hell Fuckin 'em hos, born to cope since I was 12 Way too foul walk
but irrelavent without Christ It's nothing but another sin element E- Eternal Purpose, without it this earth is dead and worthless N- Never stop giving
to do just to get by walk in my shoes and you Will see why these cortez shoes try n walk in these cortez shoes betcha could'nt Walk in a mile in thse
fuck a copper, Got tha maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin, Tell the coppers... ha ha ha ha you can't catch em, you can't stop em, I go by them
: [Verse 1] Runnin' from the scene, Hammer in my jeans Dead bodies behind me, the cops'll never find me Arm & Hammer Clean on my way to the honeycombe