Letras:
The Left Rights Food

some investor who startin to stress her Go to school but this her last semester She even get harrassed by her college professor She just want a nigga that'll love her right

: You a what? Bad Boy Killaz (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Hahaha yeah nigga, fuck em' all (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Fuck all you muthafuckers

been eating chicken, Or meat, Or anything. And you said yes, but you've been wearing leather and laughed and said We're at the top of the food chain.

This testimony and we say, 'We can, we can! ' We can do it Gotta put ya mind to it Put ya feet in the dirt Just push right through it When shit get rough

no) Eazy, rest his soul Left us in the mess, I don't regret it But we better get up and get it, go Everythang's gon' wrong Since you left Bone ain't nothin

keep it traditional the way I keep my money falling While you slacking on your macking dude we always keep it going Right to the left, do it to def

only five years left! Word is bond Niggaz don't know though There's only five years left! Hahah Remember that nigga, all you, remember that There's only five years left

from dem see yuh wid a spliff dem suspect oonu Stress oonu, right haffi read before dem tek oonu Cau yuh know di law nuh protect oonu Food haffi mek yuh

audio, and let it go It's the six string slayer the rhyme cultivator Picking home grown rhyme straight out the incubator Cross fade to the right while I slide to the left