when i'm cruising through ya motherfuckin' hood and shit nigga Don't try to act like you don't know its me and shit You know what i'm sayin'? I ain't
your help, You gimme a map and a key to your door. Sara, oh Sara, Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow, Sara, oh Sara, Don't ever leave me, don't ever
clumsy-ass burglars Straight tripping on MCs More than Vincent Blow 'em out like weak amps Made by Jensen Don't even listen We're too deaf to hear Last
his oldest pain and fear in life there'll not be time A lie to say "O my forest has trees that block the sun and when I cut them down I don't answer
ve gotta fuck, don't fuck yourself Use protection for others, if not yourself 'Cause people are fuckin', and this is true What you don't know is who's
Hey remember me? Down that Hennessy The nigga you don't wanna see, let me proceed My definition of some thug shit, y'all don't hear me? Now that it's
Hennessy The nigga you don't wanna see, let me procede My definition of some thug shit, y'all don't hear me Now that it's poppin ain't no love bitch I
O' And though, Congress, don't want us to progress our step My homie buried at an early age hustled to death His last breath, a lesson I posses like jewels
: [2Pac] Searching for Black Jesus Oh yeah, sportin jewels and s**t, yaknahmean? (Black Jesus; you can be Christian Baptist, Jehovah Witness) Straight
a star And this murder got me Feelin like my death ain't far And the land (?) and stolen cars Don't get no better Don't get no weaker or no harder I
us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin. Stuck in positions. If victims can't
have a seed, I'ma guide him right Dear Lord don't let me die tonite I got words for my comrades, listen and learn Ain't nuttin free, give back what you
, a nutcase with a screw loose A zoot troupe full of foolies with toolies Niggaz run to me don't come to me with beef Take your jewels and your jeep,
m only 17, I'm tha new kid I got me a crew, bought'em jewels, and a uzi but all good things don't last task came fast, and busted my black ass coolen
know the rules Little Ceasar go ask you homie how I'll leave ya Cut your trick ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased Little Kim, don't conversate
em up Check this out You mutha-fuckas know what time it is I don't know why I'm even on this track Y'all niggas ain't even on my level I'm going to let
do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? *static* [Man responds] I love Tupac's new record *static* [Dominique] Right, but don't you
a superstar All the girls around the world They cry they know who we are You with that mamma 'cuz you know With a superstar comes the dollas and the Prada So don't