words and hear my screams. Liquid lung..Luquid lung. Were barley scratching on the surface now! Liquid lungs, god rest my soul so I can float. Dont need to worry about
On a canvas lacking color far away from whats expected, The feeling of restriction since the first drawn out depicition. From what is here and what is
Illuminate the fight- Light these stairs on fire. Illuminate, Illuminate.. With tensions pulling tighter, my pulse does beat faster. Are my enemies just
you do just to get a reaction A substitute for everything youve never had, Now youre stranded alone and your feet start to drag. The streets are your
prayer. In death theyll meet you there! Humble and in the sand, they pray with open hands. Innocent blood spills in the streets, In death theyll meet
They thank I don't know they out there waitin' on me I'ma hit the bus Nigga it'll be some shit bloody bodies all in the street Everyday of the week fuckin
I'ma be about that street shit I'm bout mine And I aint the one you wanna beef with I'm thugged out Chorus: repeat 2X [B.G.] Look my block hot the law sleep every other
it dog I was passed down the street fame Like glocks clocked and keep aim Was raised up with a clock box And I ran with the local street gang They
daily, hahahaha) Hear me! Boo-yaow! (Ready for whatever, hell yeah What type nigga be a Thug Life nigga? Them Thug Life niggaz be the craziest -- run
: [Tupac] The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called
day mama pushed me out her womb, told me "nigga get paid." No one can understand me. The black sheep. Outcasted from my family. Now packin heat. I run the streets
my nine Ring the alarm, and strong arm must run Some niggaz need to feel me with a passion I'm old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted With
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 will listen) (41st Side mother
they start bleedin Sayin "Lord, Jesus Help Me" cause they ass leakin When they window roll down and that A.K. come out You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out And you can run
is got (I run New York!) [Ludacris:] Put the needle on the record and the needle in your veins If luda's on ya record it will never be the same cause luda makes hits other
slut to suck a dick Motherfuck ducked, what the fuck? son of a bitch Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit Can't tell me shit about the tricks
my close affiliates be rippin it illin it adrenaline spendin and killin shit Chorus [Fredro Starr] Yo, yo I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother
break my peers Tryin' to hold on to a couple more years Tryin' not to get blown away Keep my eye out for jakes Ears to the streets Other eye out for
