: from the cradle to the grave, bred to kill or die trying by birthright and divine claim, you'll kill or die trying forge ahead and stay the course,
it If I sit here any longer Its gonna make me kill one of these redneck motherfuckers the day before court thinking hard about my rights am I gonna fight or
my neighbor or my big missile If I had an enemy to {enemy} If I had an enemy to {enemy} If I had an enemy, then my enemy is gonna try to come and kill
Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas and slug it out or be like punks and punk it out pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug
escape or face the flames Type of place you don't even know your neighbours name And in danger bay there ain't no hereos Naw they only wanna kill em and
to glorify gang culture Nor to explore the lives of soldiers or street villains Ghetto superstars, political heroes Compton G?s to Brooklyn DeNeros Range from children to killers
you stand on your own or get down on your knees? Will your angels release you from where demons dwell? Will you make it into Heaven or go right back to
living for hip-hop, I'm killing because of hip-hop You can't write your own hits, get get stopped in hip-hop Or drop, giving your rocks, sinking shots
her toes as she rolls her jays And my poppa just left the house, in search of the killer of my Uncle Ray And she's trying to calm my nerves, as I observe
that your ??? Queensbridge, a trife city ??? slums I've seen political homicides and crack related ones Pac and Bigggie, god bless em I don't know where to begin Forgive me lord
bad wolf? 86 sick streak inside of me? (1st Verse) I'm giving em a dilemma? The coming of a killer, the phantom of all niggas who wanna be "Nina"? But listen? I kill
a problem come, learn to deal with 'em Do you swear to turn this chopper On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's trying to stop ya Or do
who coming from Satin Oh Satin did this excuse me lord But now my shit list and I know with all this phi shit you got a A-K Or a piston grip give me a
guy was trying to stress was that The money we spend on sending a mothaf**ka to jail A young mothaf**ka to jail Would be less to send his or her young
when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em Do you swear to turn this chopper On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's trying to stop ya Or
get The concert, never the need to rob or car jack The fact is to keep a cool head and chill And get your Bible, it says thou shalt not kill We do it
stupid These niggaz trying to stop our plans, peace to it I never meant to cause him pain and he knew it But he was trying to kill me and he blew it [
right now (Right now) I know you see me now right now (Beyonce - Hook) I got my suit and tie and i dont know if yall know Well maybe yall do or maybe
