much means? No consideration A lost generation We sell out our hearts to greed Now our time is running out It's running out
nigga facing multiple digits Dodging cop cars look how we come so far Picture a high school drop out Rolling a double R House full of happiness, weed and drank Way out
Verse One: 2Pac Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me I'm out the
Bricks you flipping, the whips you sitting The bitches you hitting, when you living the thug life Bitches I don't love no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em Punk
we go The shit that I'm saying, make it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird "Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird" [2x] [Verse Two:]
and joy) Please don't try to come and get me Because I pack a French curler with me And them punks are gonna have to take me out quick Because I can do
and then tying both together like iron my n-gga, Write 16's in between running 16 businesses, All the while showing these young punks what the business
Hook: Tech N9ne & Tonesha Sanders] Heartless Darkness I feel it seeping out of me Watch this Raw shit Seepin out the anatomy Heartless Darkness I feel it seeping out
Of the earth man I'll be first to growl and burst out the vowels Of the original murderist verse out the mouth Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one running
fo'." I had the bitch by her throat wouldn't let her go She gotta die cause they're fucking with a psycho [Chorus] [Verse 4] (Fuck, picture this) (Cause I shot your punk
harlem but it's Bk way Makin sure niggas eat every Day Don't make me put a hit out tikitack These rappin all ways spit out Put your self in a sticky sitiuation and never get out
wanna walk my path but they don't know my path is like a plane crash aftermath My lyrics is brimstone I got squads caught up in my vortex Coroners is running out
sure niggas eat every day (Verse 2) Don't make me put a hit out tikitack these rappin' always spit out put your self in a sticky sitiuation and GET OUT
it dahs jus excercise to me. im running out of punk. smoke about an OZ. cuz im low key. and i aint coming out for months. wen i start running out on
Doughboy and Wack 10 I suggest you stay tuned muthafuckas [B-Real's verse] It takes two of you faggets to get with one of me Now I'm running up in you
I suggest you stay tuned muthafuckas [B-Real's verse] It takes two of you faggets to get with one of me Now I'm running up in you hoes With "No Vaseline
