to serve a king and his country. You're a story untold to me, a name and a face. A black and white picture above a fireplace. A cross to bear just
aim and pull the trigga One is slang for my brotha, one is hang and take a picture The rope ain't tight enough, he still alive go fix it Pour some gasoline
they hate ya the moe that it motivate ya My mind set on grind my mental set on the paper 62 hours and countin' and I'm still awake And they slippin'
come up to my room and do, me Have her man like who's, he Was a pimp at birth, first ho was a nurse And I'ma be a pimp 'til I'm stretches in a hearse
the kitchen sink And I ain't even shed a tear Cuz believe it or not, they got more love for me here Now picture that, but on a black and white photograph
and so I went to get my camera to take some pictures. And then I was taking the pictures but the exposure thing wasn't right and I was going to call Fred
may be... a lil' small and all that But I'm 'bout war, totin' a gat, flippin' a car and all that Now freeze! Me and my g's hitchyour hood like fleas
And live to talk about it and we get old cause And keep a pack of zig zags for that good old bud We do a house party what the fuck is a club And the ese
to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia and free the black
read ever your scriptures it's gonna be fire and brimstone it's not gonna be a pretty picture but (ah) i say........... i see a halo and it's a shining
say "No" Only turning the wheel of time with a rope around your neck You build a wall of morality and take a breath from between the bricks You make up imaginary ennemies and
was so beautiful And so I went to get my camera to take some pictures And then I was taking the pictures But the exposure thing wasn't right And I was
white booze You ain't special, there's a million rappers like you Far from clumsy but I drop lines and spill bars Smoke more trees and be around more black
like aim and pull the trigga One is slang for my brotha, one is hang and take a picture The rope aint tight enough, he still alive go fix it Pour some
2 Damn, my brand new Benz, thinkin' bout my so called friends And why should I make amends when they crossed the nina and sin Again and again and again
