she hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D. And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone She ain't done nothin' wrong man and we
can I be for real? It's Strong Arm and Jelly Roll, cool for real Yeah motherfucker, why don't you just chill Cause I'm just coolin at the spot Ain't much
my lungs you says its hardly bleeding I would feel the water droplets form on my face as I raced downward toward earth but you can't see as closely as I can
And an empty can I ain't got no loochie loochie And yall don't understand I'm just a simple man Doin' the best I can without no loochie I'm feelin' that
traffic's low In the city streets Solitary then I go, I go through the town. I don't understand. Life can be short or long Tomorrow's another day. I
was a hoover crip First day i got signed I had to prove i spit Freestyle with Busta Rhymes (son you can sing) Told to Jay and Doc Dre. I could finally
nights thought I heard Niggas coming thought I saw the cop lights but I was dreaming, then I woke, the junkies was still feenin N I had coke so I had
I'm tryna break 'em off without the thought of defeat I'm reloaded (I'm reloaded) I'm reloaded (I'm reloaded) I'm a be the greatest, I got my eye on
t driving, my wife was my D.D. And she hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D. And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone She
longer I thought I'd grown stonger Than the average But this hatred seperation in this nation Put me in a situation I simply can't manage I don't seem
traffic lights Imprisoned and immobile in their cars; When the traffic's low In the city streets Solitary then I go, I go through the town. I don't understand. Life can
my cut Let the 15's slam and I'm fuckin em up They can't understand how I bounce my head Smokin' on a joint at a light that's red Niggas can't be me but