's easier to stay stupid what's gonna save you when music can't buy you all that you paid for all that you paid for is a little bit of lifestyle not
eatin, and you be snackin like you on a diet That's why you window shoppin actin like you wanna buy it Actin like you gonna roit, like you gonna shoot
by the god's of this age (4: 1) That's why I urge you to remain in the ways you've been trained (4: 6) Provide a self-examination so that you won't be
free Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog [Bizzy:] United we stand divided we fall For
I guess so, got a reciept- paid for Got anymore lipstick? I'm sick of red Get a perm, you nappy head, you chicken head I know you ghetto, I ain't trying
making you cold. And it's God Bless you. Because it's what you want. And all our dreams come true. When you get what you want. All that I see when
sick So change the channel cause it's getting thick Blind accusations are all you can say But you'll say anything as long as you're paid Look for their
only emotion I displayed was hate From pigs with gats and kids that rapped Fuck a snitch, you can't blame me for an animal like that [Q-Unique] I clash
I roll with niggaz that'll follow you and go to your home Thought you ball, but nigga you fall to my defense Catch you while you reachin, clip you then I cross you
the way, step inside... In arenas he kills for a prize, Wins a minute to add to his life. But the sickness is drowned by cries for more, Pray to God,
me too, you know. It wasn't me that made him fall. No, you can't blame me at all." Who killed Davey Moore, Why an' what's the reason for? "Not us,"
that bullshit, it's gankin' y'all We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them all Nigga ball 'till you fall motherfucker thats all Can't none of y'all
over 30 movies what you think you doing to me You sold a couple records how you think you gon do me You know I'm in shape I slap you you gon try and
the ones that get killed It's wild where we walk kid Is you brave nigga Is you a slave nigga Is you a made nigga Or is you a paid nigga Well known gangstas
: So sick of the hobos always begging for change I don't like how I gotta work and They just sit around and get paid I hate all of the people who can
for the money, two's for the show of it three's for the bitches that be fucking for the hoe of it four for my niggas that be stacking and then blowing
Give you juice, and end up cutting Your ass loose-cut off While you style for free They talk wild for a fee Getcha ass souped While you never ever
say I'm fallin off Yeah, they better call it off & get muscle & find another hustle quick Sick n tired of critics But I can take a hit I'm all man