But there's A huge interference They're sayin' You shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew Maybe it's food For the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
that it's no lee-way, and the tables are turned, go DJ So you know what that blindfold's for That bloodshed's a secret, let's keep it behind closed doors
left And continue till nobody from yo whack clan left Bet you might cheat left and you might cheat the dealer But you neva cheat the king of the underground on the rella I'm a "G", nigga you
and I counted my bread She said, "One more time" and she grabbed my head I'm like wow she spittin' on it gettin' on it Actin' like she never had it, like
x3] Tell me why you leavin me, Everytime you seeing me, Is this the way you treating me? Erica please! [Cut] You're all alone here now, This
was won, check it Slick majestic, broke mics are left infected Germs start to spread through your crew, drew like an epic You asked for it, shot up the jams like
(Killah Priest)] It's about to be a robbery (damn right, I'mma get it) It's about to be a robbery (damn right, I'mma get it) We about to catch a body
to all day To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJ's To PJ's, in the PJ's, equality days With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead The dog
that youth violence Is at record high today in America Due to excessive use of drugs and alcohol Man, how the fuck do you know? My mind's just spinnin
they blame us? I live in fear of a felony, I never stop bailin' These mothafuckin' G's if you got it Better flaunt it, another warrant 2 of America's
escape from it Should've thought about that shit before you done it Why? I, never wanna die Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder The lights dimmed
escape from it Should've thought about that shit before you done it Why? I, never wanna die Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder Dead end no escape
. If you'll turn your textbooks to Chapter Four we'll get started. America's the land of the free, all racists live together in harmony, and we are all treated equal, we all
class wanna know who could it be? But I'm like Dewie-Booda you never heard of me I'm just a nobody and I think It's a drag But I got his motherfucking
damn tag Made it honest, that's why the blacks get mad at you Even foreigners shop and got big gratitude I make more than you, but you got this attitude Like I can't be shoppin? at
And when you be serving you might see work On Club Nina when you walk up you might be hurt You might skee skirt Cause you ain't getting in if you ain
My kids are so confused cause their daddies gone left alone Singin it's so hard to say good-bye at the funeral home what's goin on 4 nights and a rainy
anemic, yo, red beam it If I got it on, trust you never seen it, never seen it Some people say I'm conceited but dougie, I never cheated Oh boy, you'll