Letras:
Thought Crime Into The Realm

be the same Let it go Don?t you try to step to what I got These lyrics are hot I?m flippin this thought Im pickin

a fuckin screw up Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin blew up Choppin rocks overnight The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black

fires* "Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like" - Ice Cube [Eazy] Criminal behaviour Criminal, criminal, crim Crim-criminal behaviour Criminal beha.. crima-crima-crima Crim-crim

having that James had boxing game and left niggaz laying flat All of us 12 or 13 at the time Drinking cheap wine, and smokin' brown bag dimes I was into

gonna fly (fly) Whom die they lie [Flesh] Whom die they lie [Krayzie] No mo' mercy... [Flesh] Whom die they lie [Shot] Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit about real

momma and poppa, moved to the U.S. as Jamaicans Struggled to get visas and green cards through immigration Though my pop was po', stayed away from crime

lookin jig' Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson

suppose to protect The laws they're suppose to obey And people with short hair and business suits They run all organized crime They dress real neat and smell real

loose. So damn wrong, so damn dumb. I went back more than once, four times. Went for more times. Sometimes back to back. Could not help how it feel. Though I know karma's real. No crime