time I drive down the street, ??? You know I'm so slow now ??? I feel you somewhere in this town. I need you more than sight and sound. ??? without you around. Bury me with you
who you let take my place. And I can't decide whether to apologize or go on being dry inside. And I spend all my time hoping you'll drop by. And you
fuck how you feel inside And I realize you're right. Do you think I'd lie about the way I see things? This is the last time. This is the last time That
I took some pills and woke up somewhere near your apartment I took some pills and woke up somewhere near your apartment And I don't recall how I wound
beef mine You got lucky with Ja, why you ain't go at Shyne? He freestyled from the pen, that's just the fact Said he'd put you with your mom, and you
you have a childhood and you have a funeral every motherfucking weekend And you motherfuckers talking about peace? Nigga, it ain't no motherfucking peace You
Reperations are due Its true Caught up in this world I took advantage of you So tell the babies how I love them Precious boys and girls Born black in this white mans world and all
Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas And fuck
the scene. The fellas with hell of a harmony with the flow hooked up with Eazy-E and shook up the industry and y'all just in time to get another phase
in the trunk Set 'em up with the murder Eazy E died, he gone, and now Bone and Mo! seekin' revenge on this song Soon to take him head on and he's drunk
yo get the hell down I'm certified nigga, where you sitting is spell bound Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds Burn you with the heaters spitting
likes it..the hell Cause you stepped on the sex But guess who will show you, you gotta pass the check Got my clock on deck and my custom vest streets You
monsters Whose guitars bequeath you pain They'll face you down to their level With their addictions and their fast lanes Corrupt with shaky visions And crack and coke and
homeless people Passed out on the lawn So this is where it happens The power games and bribes All lobbying for a piece of ass Of the stars and stripes
my six-fo') with all the niggaz sayin Chorus: Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride hell yeah Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride with all
with me Bumpin thru the streets gettin high with me (Hell yeah) And if you're down to ride with me Cos you're rollin with the Row! (with all the niggas
that makes black so beautiful I ain't slippin or down with a head trip I'm talkin to all the Bloods and all the Crips Throw down your rag and get on the
