chest Tell me can you feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you wanna last Be tha first to blast, remember Kato No longer with us he's deceased Call on
how black on black crime legendary But at times unnecessary I'm gettin' worried Teardrops and closed caskets The three strikes law is drastic And certain death for us
stray, from drug dealers gone crazy Maybe it's just the drugs, visions of how the block was Crack came and it was strange how it rocked us Perhaps the
with this Outlaw lifestyle that I been introduced ta Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (wassup Kurupt?) Steady seducin us and now I'm all for
scene Count the cash and stash the precious metal Here come the coppers The swat team and the helicopters Them crackers is crazy Why? Cause they'll never stop us
as family Such insanity A happy home For one act inhumanity Plus mammas said the seed was corrupted Used the rub her belly Begging us to breathe if she love us
where it hurts Me and you gettin busy, slingin dick in the dirt Met you at a pool party it was cool to kick it See us, tounge-kissin, you was truly with
acres and a mule fool? We ain't stupid Think you got us lookin to lose Tryin to turn all us young ni**az into troops You want us to fight your war What
test us They pull the heater ammunition it cranks, psssh Move without a sound, as we slide down, pistols in place They got me fiendin for currency, the money be callin
police who run the street really And every hood let you grow from the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O' And though, Congress, don't want us
to get the fuck up outta here (hell yeah) Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there bitch, where Suge at nigga?) Call Suge, call
the LBC) (What cha wanna do. You know how we do. Time goes by. Puffin on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. They got a nigga goin crazy. Feelin crazy. (
drink beer gin makes me sin unable to think clear heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close BOOM BOOM BOOM got me shooting at a ghost some call me crazy
E I'm down to the E-N-D Cause it's a fall in no time at all I'm down for y'all, when my homies call Word, if my homies call Verse Three: Well it's ninety
put the rush... nigger we bust em up Cop... ready to blow your block off the map Thug life nigger live with us cops trying to get us but they can't When
Makaveli the Don Feel this, Killuminati (Toss it up!) Lord have mercy, father help us all Since you supllied yo' phone number, I can't help but call
: There comes a point in the evening when we gotta say P-nut, beat that thang we got one more for ya it's called Feels So Good Well everybody got opinion