difficult to express this Its heavy on my shoulders and the weight gets relentless The story of brothers and a beautiful friendship And how relations get strained with pressure and
cause The Game don't stop. Just a little more change, gotta Benz and the Range, every rap metaphor always ends in my name: the Cool Hercs, DJ Red Alerts, before I was born
necessary we get paid Look what you made, little kids gettin sprayed Day after day, and night after night Battles and wars to the daylight We might change and
Death Row Now these money hungry bitches gettin suspicious Started plottin and plannin on schemes, to come and trick us But Thug niggaz be on point and game tight (yeah) Me, Syke and
we'll hit'em hit'em hit'em high hit'em low And while your style will soften, then my mind will drift often To illusions of my lyrics given you massages
without talking about my big dick? The other day me and your thick bitch had a great day and we ate cake And then we walked and then she tried to jack
's, 2000's, and so On and on until the crack of dawn Until the year 3000 and beyond Stay up all night, and I emcee and never die 'Cause death is the
2000?s and so On and on until the crack of dawn Until the year 3000 and beyond Stay up all night and I M.C and Never die, cuz death is the cousin sleep
s, 2000's, and so On and on until the crack of dawn Until the year 3000 and beyond Stay up all night, and I emcee and never die 'Cause death is the cousin
open before crack, cocaine grow-in Before The Fever, before +Missy's+ first +Misdemeanor+ Before Run's, first pair of Adidas, got heaters And I pop pop
.] Before we're born Before we walk Before we talk and hate Yet to come the perfect rule After we win After we lose After the dawn is late Do it now
: Time is a wicked master Put your life into its hand Close your eyes and it will crush you Rage only spins you faster It's a curse born unto man Turns
wid dis And you know, doin good fo' sho' I'm gettin rich too hollerin out Calhoun know Nigga; nickeled and dimed and did dirt for dis Do a show and sweat
Wind She Leaves Me Out In The Fields Where Everything Dies Will We Be Lost Forever? From Death And Darkness Love Was Born And Love Survived And Created
a company Duck Down's the name, rap music is the aim Lyrically I bring the pain and lock the game with no padlock and chain Some said that Buck went
at a time When my life and my moods were in order and fine But the hour was late and my room was a state And I realized that song I would never create And
90's, 2000's, and so On and on until the crack of dawn Until the year 3000 and beyond Stay up all night, and I emcee and never die 'Cause death is the
shots, oh... [Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride... [Both] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline! [Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and... [Both] We
