As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep Starin at the wall, heard a scream Wake up in the mornin See the blood in the hall from the murder
everywhere Me and 50 vandal, no we always run scandal Weak niggas, have us lighting up candles Sending out roses, condolences, notices Focuses on, niggas like Fu Quan Yo in they ground
ever have You can't learn this shit in no history book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul? hahaha The rap game will fuck you up
I spread out wit' it South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi On to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up
don't fool around I'll drag your heart into the ground Dangerous tonight If you let me I'll untie your sensuality I'll open up your heart and satisfy
like charcoal Steady jumpin' round like it's heavy cargo (Can I kick it?) Yup, really far though From El Segundo to Toronto I once hit a girl up in Chicago
walkin' backwards though you know its wrong And lonesome comes up as down goes the day And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away And you feel the reins from
and ring the bells of freedom When your world's crashing down like you've lost every round Stand your ground And ring the bells of freedom Up the steps
blooded prick, a young Dracula. To shatter your clavicle bone, tie you up and drag you From the back of an Acura and then set you up in the passenger
beats and I'll be runnin' to the lab with that Go in with a pen and a pencil, come out with a bag of crack Show up with a bunch of goons, you ain't never
us That's just how it is when you live where we come from "Fight, don't run" Is the motto we live by Get 'em on the ground And stomp a mind about ten
burned and smoked, put out and used up Niggaz don't know how to act when they lit the fuse up Abuse them up, usin the nut, I'm usin buck Fearin of the
books from crooks I'm like look I know its kinda scary, its a long way down you should have had your shit together when you was on the ground aint no
dressed up, choppa's get chocked out AK Quatro Siete dale mete machete Perico's been a part of my life since I was chupando tete I went from buildings
out wit' it South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi On to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up
is this life doesn't suit me i think i'm about to crack this mask doesn't fit me i know i'm gonna end up a wreck (because) i'm a cranky person in the
Put your hands up [Chorus: Childrens' voices (Elzhi)] Hands up! Freeze!, freeze!, freeze!, freeze! Hands up! Freeze!, freeze!, freeze!, freeze! (Put 'em up!) Freeze!, freeze!, freeze!, freeze! Put 'em up
just black and white The sentimental things I'd write Never meant that much to me I used to be the main express All steam and whistles heading west Picking up my pain from