but you telling me what to do But I've been down so long Ooh, it can't be longer still I've been down for so long That the end must be drawing near
down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter Jackson then Tallahassee, Memphis, Tenn. holla at me Been in
of the back window that he'd been stealing the furniture from whatever bars closed down in the neighbourhood but he's an old guy probably delirious. So
honey Sweet illusion coming down And I ain't got nothing but love for you now You and I used to shine like a jewel But times been nothing to us but cruel So
And stay real playing what we feel I'll keep praying for you while you shoot to thrill (B Section) chorus It's been a long time It's been a long time
, This is Ice-T You've just been listening to the Seventh Deadly Sin To me the Seventh Deadly Sin is hardcore rap And I'm very proud to have been a
' choice Muthafucka So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas
didn't run Sunday had a whole church singin' a song "Why'd they have to send my baby home?" *** with some ***, that paper long Been a G in the game,
run Sunday had a whole church singin' a song "Why'd they have to send my baby home?" Fuckin' with some niggas, that paper long Been a G in the game
Atlanta repper in the home of the yankees Rose wood suit on with the hanky I got rich from the zones of the stanky so everybody know my money long, lanky! so
the back window that he'd been stealing the furniture from whatever bars closed down in the neighbourhood but he's an old guy probably delirious. So
who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know cause you know how my squad do [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Nowadays niggaz snitchin so
shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do [verse1 - 50 Cent] Nowadays niggaz snitchin' so
stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do Nowadays niggaz snitchin' so
' in your boots and Gabanna I'm so used to your Prada, I take trips 'cuz out in Houston it's hotta Throw in that Al Green and juice the Impala Lay my jewels
than Cassius, Cease roll the hashes in the pocket with the 9, Roll up the whole dime as my seats recline (Nigga) I want a presidential Roley (So?) so
