're really looking for is a new soul. Spend their lives trying to earn their weight in gold - There is nothing that will buy you a new road. So these
'll be leaving in a second Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action A fraction or a
strike back Well a bare army green full up mi flight pack Some red eye guy a wonder which bank we hijack And a we the voluptuous girls a smile at Any
see the kid roll through in the St. Pats Socks So pull out the Chicago and the script to wear on Soul Train The Bulls, When Mike had hair and a gold chain
A shit tell me hommie is your blood crip Is your dog a bitch Cause the S.A say, they don't never see homes run around L.A. Fake ass ghost rider Get your
trust in Rushing to the goal line Catch a nigga Beat him Treat him like he stole mine [echo] No swine I'm a soldier Told cha I control mine [echo
find my stash Whip out the nine, now I'ma dive and pump your ass Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk Snatched him like a bitch, and threw him
I shall die) Before I wake (before I wake) I pray to the lord (I pray to the lord) My soul to take (my soul to take) So much drama in a nigga life I
a nigga culture or the repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches Wishin' I live my life a
from right Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting Puttin' the oldest far from life, Facing a brick wall at a stand still Was it a dream or was it reality Now it's a
The Smoke Go Everywhere, 45 On The Freeway, Nigga, Give Me Leeway Higher Than A Kite When I'm Rollin' Through The Alley Pass Me A Black And White But
Gully rock a scully with a New York fit Yeah! I'm on my New York shit Run up in The Tunnel catch a New York vick O.D.B. reppin New York sick Shit you
appreciate ('ciate) No jive y'all niggaz can take a nosedive Shit so live bitches wanna give me a high five (five) UNGHHH! Fuck it, it is a must we hold
may not do well up in here Oh my god being a nigger must be a good payin job With all the fringe benefits, ignorance is bliss There is a time and a place
bullet holes Left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul You left me broke down begging for change Had to catch a ride with a man who's deranged
: DEAD! INTRO (Blunt time-pull out your philly)Ha ha,mighty Aftermath (Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli) Whose soul ever contest,DEAD! In
I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit You act like the motherfucker's new at this shit But I've been true to this shit given' my heart and soul Been shinin' like a
soul Xzibit take control, locked loaded and ready to roll Play the upper hand, a man that's never gon' fold Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that
