Letras:
Real Book

do you think i really care about how you see me? as soon as i turn around be careful what you say. when you leave it's the same, no one's your friend

red hot Dangerous slums woods lost ?hoods burnt spots we live in Killing fields death fills Concrete jungles rumbles ill Sick projects swinging steel Real

bring that high back That?s why I strap it?s my defense against those Who are committing defense randomly becoming foes? Shit is survival of fittest testing who?s biggest and realest

tell me what's wrong Earthquake weather turned LA into a flood zone We dry it up come with the raw when we transmit the rhyme network Psycho Realm

combat skills are falling For real you know we get down In sick-ass world downtown killing fields Learn soldier grills Fuck'em all up on the street real

: [CHORUS x1] Time is short and my life is sick That's how it is man look at this shit You get abused by street platoons Hit you like wind and what

a place of violence And 5-0's get broke like codes of silence Sirens flood the scene with blood They come firing We crooks get thrown big books And

go, Haters goin down for the count. [Verse 1: B.O.B.] Cheaa Yessir it's the beat from decatur, Can't see in the knees of a hater, Real sharp on my thing

make us fly, make us fly. In the land of the miracle we can find a reason why and how we can fly. Open up the book of madness, read the page of