truest Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to While you thinkin I see you
is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my family Guide us all, before we fall
these wicked ass hood fights But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life [Chorus] This is the good life, fuck my foes God bless the dumb niggaz
turnin on me? Why me? Westside, how you do it boy? [2Pac] I went from, nothin to somethin now they all wanna see me fall And the player haters hate
be alone [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets (Don't let these ghetto streets get you, Precious) (was the victim, from a dime to a nickel) Hopin God's blessings
t recieve their mail Best believe we riot Eating Jack mat Staring at walls of Silence Inside this cage Where they captured all my rage and violence In time I learned a few lessons Never fall
mean litigating More Playa hating Got a cell at the penn for me waiting Is this my fate Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking Me fall back Never That
take the rest of me And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change if we search deeper, god bless
judgment fair, love for life till the end?? Angels of Heaven descend into the Night, Bless humankind with pure Light Legions of darkness fall back to
when we all pass,is anybody listnin' Got my hands on my semi shotty,everybody's snitchin' Please god can you understand me,bless my family Guide us all before we fall
dem on! [Verse 1:] John Hype, who dat ah run, who dat ah ball True yuh put yuh AK ova di wall Harder dem come ah di harder dem fall Everybody from yuh
to heed the words my father said. Those golden summers faded into night, words become a dream, the echoes of my childhood and where the path is winding. May God bless
1,2, 3 Taboo is on the set It's the family clique Broshiggez (aw shit) Boy don't fret everything's aight We gonna fall on up when Luis in flight Yo, fuck
baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless
man. Clones shutout! (... ?... ?...). I'm quicker than a [? ] wicked mobster (... ?... ?...) you pray to God. Do whatever, we get the hustle on in the Spring, Fall
s what I'm having a de ja vu Lord when I lay down down to sleep I pray for the Lord and the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, And if I should die before
the cause and I Fin to pull a nine or pistol little nigga wit mine fuck dem niggas it's on All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor