another day. See they never got a breath of the sunshine, now the kids addicted and only hit it one time. We are destined to be dead as a nation,
killin my high, damn Monkey wrench they whole program, party over By that time I'm dead sober In the midst of this whole shit fo' soldiers, dead gone
on you clowns But still we loved on these streets A rough rida most likely with lubricated rap tight In it to win it the beginning and the end Thats
em to me Mally G's a part of me, Icky slips his ownself Mickies In crowded armories, fuck with Redman You're a dead man at the robbery You'll be, Adebisi
't understand all the shit that goes on up in this nigga's head From the hood come if you would but you might end up dead See these sick-ass Oakland streets
kids will fall in love in all these clubs tonight A thousand other kids will end up gushing blood tonight Two thousand kids won't get all that much sleep tonight Two thousand kids
dip with me Everybody won't you dip with me All my bitches won't you dip with meeeee (aaagghh-ugh) MCs i assassinate Don't play no games Don't procrastonate Got my homeboy slip
her was hopeless At first I just thought, she didn't mess with broke kids The thug niggaz always talking about, how they smoke kids But the rich-sniff-coke kids
to her was hopeless At first I just thought, she didn't mess with broke kids The thug niggaz always talking about, how they smoke kids But the rich-sniff-coke kids
dead. Hanging on every word that you said. It's nice to have a friend like you. Even though you're not around, you're closer to me than most. Kids can
m sayin.] [word up, wit the inner city kids...yeah.] Young wild niggaz livin street life on the edge Not knowin if tomorrow they could turn up dead.
the pain of yesterday Go slipping through the cracks Hiding himself away, watching all the memories fade away From red to black Slipping through the cracks Slipping through the cracks Slipping
another day See they never got a breath of the sunshine Now the kids addicted and only hit it one time We are destined to be dead as a nation Don't let
dizzy Bizzy visit these kids [Bizarre] Hey Stephanie (hi!) Let's take some ecstasy (okay!) Now pull your pants down bitch and have sex with this dog next to me (huh?) 'Til I'm dead
As I deliver rhymes with ease and walk around with my head up I'm dead up serious so don't be getting too curious Motherfuckers always wanna know what
hit of this ya'll Why? Once they're dead they're not comin' back [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Death is imminent when you on the other end With ya skull bein
JOE "Mad about the boy" NORMA Yes, and you do look absolutely divine. (JOE is touched, despite his embarrassment; HE decides to give in gracefully and slips
