we dreamt Just about a thousand times We gotta' live our lives And fate will take us there We gotta' head out on the highway With no fear (Chorus) It's now or never
My hood is kurupted with nothin but killers and soldiers Off top cut throaters, get crossed up, get fucked over It's in a nigga nature to put that iron
I smell pussy. Is that you Ja? I smell pussy. Is that you Black? I smell pussy. Is that you Tah? Y'all niggas is pussy I'm ballin' now nigga now watch
God has given us? This is my right to Choice, My obligation to Question. Call it Divine Intervention Or just Human Nature. Quote me something to justify. Now
be manifested in our flesh The pain on Earth, yes it brings out an urgency (yes it does) Not to be compared with our glory for eternity (never will it
a jab and a forty-four Mag So nigga flip or take a trip in a body bag Uhh, boom you slipped up, now you're zipped up Yeah one more statistic, fronted
that I let you sleep in the house Now it's all about versace, you copied my style Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled Now I'm back to set
? I smell pussy. Is that you Ja? I smell pussy. Is that you Black? I smell pussy. Is that you Tah? Y'all niggas is pussy I'm ballin' now nigga now watch
niggas we at you on a do or die mission! It's about to get ugly for you, we threw the bait and they took it now since they hooked, Flesh will cut 'em
a fuckin grenade, one man army, only two things in the world can call me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, i never back down, never back down, never back down, now
a liar! The choir, I sit on my phone, all alone with my baby just singin' my melody. Raisin' a son. I never get tired, I'm too rugged for (Ahh, Ooohh
(I was down!) My Mo Thugs (Ohhhhh!) was always around And if there comes a time to pick or choose (pick or choose) My Mo Thugs won't never lose (Don
the silence As the commuters they tried not to make eye contact He'd never seen such a beautiful thing Except for in movies or up on billboards He never
fire deadly shots Never with a semi cocked Just light up heavy pot and spit venom call me eddy Brock Webby drops, whether you ready or not heavy metal or
' up and down your street bitch So trick or treat bitch, trick or treat bitch 'Cause I'm a monster boy, trick or treat bitch So trick or treat bitch, trick or
, A plus, five stars with a check bitch Something like Borat, cause "You will never get this! " Yes it's Vindictive stay blazin' the herb Pockets full of more trees than a nature
front on me But I don't think so, no no I don't think so Now don't be mad at my cocky behavior Or the bragging and boasting it's my competitive nature
now peep it (You get the gloves bitch!) Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream or better
