, busted, black and blue Sarah screamed into the sham Holding on to Jesse's name Chorus: There's got to be a better way Must be something better better
So many follow but can't reach me Caught in a maze Catch em, mimicking my style trying to walk this way Impossible my posse dropping you, we Death
What?) Or anyone tryin to bring trouble your way? Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (YUP) Then just study a tape of N.W.A.! One day I was walkin by, wit a Walkman on
the early shift to way past sundown Studies full time night classes mostly Two jobs hospitality to pay for the groceries Hopefully soon the tips will get better On
sittin on things, mad systems boom The girls are lookin better The gang truce is on, so you wear whatever At Venice by the ocean Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel
ain't easy, blood on my hands makes the steering wheel greasy Dead bodies vomit gas and fecies It's nasty, aw shit a cop just passed me Better get rid
watch the G's ride Two of Amerikkkaz Most, straight out the West Coast Bow down fool, this is Death Row Been waitin way too long, bust out the pen, now it's on
' on things, mad systems boom The girls are lookin' better The gang truce is on, so you wear whatever At Venice by the ocean Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel
that other pricks hot I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match 'Fore I sit back and let 'em get hot Better call the cops on 'em quick fast Shady's right back on
say to somebody you hate Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way Just study your tape of NWA One day I was walkin' by Wit a walkman on
that other pricks hot Ill drink gasoline and eat a lit match Fore I sit back and let em get hot Better call the cops on em quick fast Shadys right back on
you hate, I really wasn't tryna bring trouble your way, wanna resolve things in a bloodier way, and study your tpe of Timmy One day I was walkin by Wit a walkmen on
I used to get feels on a bitch Now I throw shields on the dick to stop me from that HIV shit And nigga's know they soft like a Twinkie filling Playin'
your ass So many follow but can't reach me, caught in a maze Catch 'em mimickin' my style, tryin' to walk this way Impossible, my posse droppin' you, we Death
Two of America's most, straight out the West Coast West Coast Bow down fool This is Death Row For life Been waitin' way too long Fresh out the pen Now it's on
What?) Or anyone tryin' to bring trouble your way? Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup) Then just study a tape of N.W.A. One day I was walkin' by, wit' a Walkman on
