Hold me close The situation needs reflection Try to follow my instructions, yeah Oh, don't be shy One divided there's one direction Only thing is introspection
t want peace They want this robot in the streets with me and my T.H.U.G's BITCH you freeze You under arrest and you got the right to die And guess who
don't know) [Krayzie Bone] My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who
niggas Thinkin I told you but we put it down like that And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it And keep on movin, guess who's back up in
and nothing's fair My talent for writtin songs here while hangin with the wrong kids Who later would live short lives or do long bids I guess you could
over Igloos in Alaska when we blast ya A massacre creator, one time for data Darker than Vader...go anybody hot as the equator It's time to get down one
police is watchin And I only use his waist to keep my glock in But when shit goes down you know who's doin the poppin And if you don't know, guess who
'all Uh Chorus [Jay-Z] I don't give a fuck if I sold one or one million, but I think you should Cause if I only sold one, then out comes the hood All
grub" Everyone dug in their plate by Christ's face didn't budge I guess he was searching who the snake was Then he said "Also one of you shall betray
wash this money through this laundry mat Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler Who
with the movement Beats by my brethren, 427 "Don't let up" Keep on making the street songs with the beat strong Each one, we gotta teach one "Don't let
than came back Than damn it, why can't she? We gotta think us of all for one And one for all HIP HOP United we stand divided we Fall So why is? [Chorus
, Willie Nelson Peabo Bryson, knocked out one of yo' cribs, you don't even know it man (Whattup J.D.?) Women don't like a nigga who got the IRS all on
who do ya call? Who do ya call? Oh, who do ya call? Pharrell, on the dillydo, Follow the bouncin' ball, baby. Who do ya call? Who do ya call? (Buuuuuurn
em, a cannibal, he's bluffing nah Woke up in the morning with a fucking pen and a pistol I put one to the paper, I put one to my fears Stuck up a shop
And Divides You From Your Crew So As Long As I'm a Alive I'm Live I'm a Be Me And I'm Not A Shook One Like Dat Mobb Deep Single A Black Polo Hoodie And
strong Maybe find out before too long One way or another One way or another One way or another This darkness got to give One way or another One way or another One
to feed that Jones And the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down Commissars and pin-striped bosses role the dice Any way they fall guess who
