wrong, where did we go... All of this time, we have been pretending Believing our own lies, so we never have to give in All of this time, we have been
went wrong, where did we go... All of this time, we have been pretending Believing our own lies, so we never have to give in All of this time, we have
-Nuff Killa Boys, Standin' On The Corner At 10 Degrees, We Got Pimps, Dope Pushers, And Petty Thieves, Crooked Ass Cops Won't Let Me Breathe, All My Love For The City
Cops shoot on sight, heat pipe be blowin through the night The land where you ain't fam, there's no pity Similar to Chocolate City, ten times gritty Hittin
it again for 'em, Dre Look here, huh My, my, my... ...malignant melody My... We gon' freak it for this one time, man Drunken Master It's just those wicked flow skills My... One time
anthems based off inner city tantrums Based off the way we was branded Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport they check all through
based off inner city tantrums Based off the way we was branded Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport they check all through my
shown And hoe knows I keep the cities on sown IT'S ALWAYS ON! [Planet Asia] Rockin it raw, exactly who I'm rockin this for I'm rockin this for,
due to day, you keep stand out all night, naddy the way, to keep our happy home so i'm strappin' up with frome, telescopes with binoculours fuck (fuck) this
it! Learn and visualize what you try to do, And do the time homeboy, don't let the time do you They say the time just flew on the street, Hard to believe
celebration, salvation Self inflicted isolation. This is the end. Message sent. The news is leaking from the tv set No celebration, salvation Self inflicted isolation. Self inflicted isolation. Self
Hustle Hard! Yea! This for all my homies locked up, you nawmean? Cino Mike, all my niggaz that might not be coming back home for a long time man All
nuff killa boys standin' on the corner at 10 degrees we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves crooked ass cops won't let me breathe all my love for the city
str8 down in the wrong day. All you niggaz if you wanted that shit, can't wait 'till you bitch-ass niggaz come my way, to tha hallway, nigga all day.
don't want me out here They don't want you out here, dog This is motherfuckin' Face Mob, Kayslay, New York City Holla at ya goddamn baby We don't rock
'm takin yo' mayne Haha, y'all bitches ain't keep shit real Y'all bitches ain't got the wheel Y'all bitches done clappin ya traps and don't even know
century anthems based off inner city tantrums based off the way we was branded face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon and at the airport they check all
dyin Already got one foot in the grave, ain't shit for me to jump in Almost overdosin on codeine, heart barely pumpin I'm high all the time, straight
