motherfuckin' nigga Yeah, uh, bulletproof muthafuckin' gooses outdoors For all the streets, all the dusts in the streets Crusty projects and all that,
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that much colder To all this and ten times more I'll make sure that we stop on tour And get you up to date with Gwar We curse the earth forever more
-one-one that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys Now the shit's gettin tricky Cause
more conviction was all I need This shit was for real This was no La-Di-Da-Di Cause the boys had to pin the shit on somebody And me and my crew we were
't cross this line suicide - and niggas won't cross this nine in your mouth puffin' with my niggas down south what the fuck this really all about? man
: [Intro: Ice-T] Every year the same shit happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it
dead who took the dare And jumped in, they made bad choices Some have seen and others heard And they say along the bottom Are all the bodies of the girls and
: Shit, I can't fucking take this All this fucking pressure, I'm dying Make me go motherfucking crazy I got all these motherfuckers Every where I go
I'm rare I rap and I?m real, I?m one of the few here These other boys lyin', I wonder if y?all care They stories out this world, I wonder if y?all hear
thrashin A miracle happenin Jay-Z, Killer Mike and Big Boi rappin and rhymin and smabbin Pop that tag on some of this game Holla-tic, swallow and keep
Chorus: Jay-Z] This can't be life, this can't be love This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us This can't be life, this can't be love
wear "Billionaire Boys Club" is more than gear I don't wear it 'cause Pharrell I wear it 'cause I'm fo' real "I see dead people" I see Benjamins And a
ha!) And this the realist shit I ever wrote And all eyes on me, like a microscope Young Jeezy give 'em one more chance Tried to shine like you, and spent
it strains to drag us all Into the holocaust Why crowds who sing and cry And shout and fling us flowers And trade their rights for ours To murder and
those lights only grew bright to fame Dead wrong pagentry lottery and games Slight of hand provided by extravagant and fake The carnival till bell hustle
only know a portion I'm gonna move mountains and touch the sun Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come So hold your bids, all bets are closed And fuck all
got this feeling they they?re gonna come back for more See I was thinking that I lost my mind But it?s been getting to me all this time And it don?t stop