It's because of them god never found me Right?? (wrong) [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Before I hit the ground When I got three in the chest I should've
up that I crawl the more that I'm feelin sick Once I get to the top I can let it all go As I fall through the air to the sidewalk below [Chorus:] I'm
[Monoxide Child:] I hear the words are spoken I think my mind is broken I keep on steady smoken Hopefully I die from choken Know what I was just
work stuck in a lab Plus 20 cowards tryin to earn money, respect, and then power I want it all but I gotta go to jail For the new millennium I'm here
three hours late [Blaze Ya Dead Homie] I stay concealed like I hid it in my back where it's at I'm the sniper on the roof busting shots with my gat The
Watch where you find yourself boy, listen [K-Rino:] I'm on the cut, focused in on my mission I spot laws from the corner, like perifferal vision I stay
me, Gotta protect ya own And get hit wit the buck thangs, Homie Drive through dealin at the funeral home Call Adams or Palmer, ya dead and ya gone Muh
spell And I got a little story to tell For all my homies that's locked up in jail I kick it to ya give it to ya for real Cuz I know y'all dealin with