Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghosts you cast away I'm in no hurry You go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch. Fill their
ve changed a lot since we were young. Times will change, and there?s nothing I can say to right all of your wrongs. Just grow up, and pray we?ll keep in touch
keep my rep as a livin' legend, a livin legend (Chorus) Verse:2 What make niggas think they fuck wit raps i spit What make 'em think they can touch
duck Baby Gangsta, heart stopper, car stopper I tote this chopper, I'm quick to stop ya You heard that I'll drop ya I'm runnin wit some killas, we'll
the Fellowship Shop and uh Hieroglyphics got props And I couldn't wait for Snoop Doggy Dogg's LP to drop Big up to my man Ice-T! (Big up..) +Cop Killer
segregate nazi government white-bred child they blind us with a plastic smile no chance for change this life ain't free i'll kill myself if they don't kill
call it putting work in The D's call it murder So half and half with my cold D We only got one pill, It's one pistol, one target, one shot, one kill
And what I won't do, I'll have one of my troops do Nigga we'll kill you Look nigga, I suggest you go home 'Cause I won't hesitate to let the chrome touch
: I dreamed of the stars so much, they seem familiar Like once what was your lovers touch, just reached back to kill ya and if I ever go astray, I'll
: Little inner city Willie much like myself Was aspiring to touch the higher reaches of wealth Self propelled by the propaganda of the MC's Glamour
m tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill
his family Sheeit, ain't nuttin left to be identified Evacuate the crime scene fast Why I heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass Why, I won't touch down
: Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems
cause the game was wild And the fame was a plot to try to change me And what's strange is nobody knew my name 'fore it came Now the whole world is calling me a, killer
Desert Eagle Till the end, I'm tellin all friends and enemies You see what I got to make you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these Complete most
8 I'll get the hook son (Yo let me tell these mother fuckers something) You know what I'm saying they can't touch it (I cross my heart and hope the streets
Catch a nigga slippin, run up on him and buck him I ain't got no conscience, them whores are nothin' They ain't wit us, they against us, We supposed to touch
's in progress Hard niggas finna' soften up when that lead touch 'em You cut 'em once and keep fight, fuck it just keep cuttin' em Its real killa instinct, kill or be killed
