omar epps q
You're crazy man
2pac bishop
You know what when you said that last time
I was kinda trippin' right but now
You're right I am crazy
But you know what else I don't give a f**k
Check it out
Is it money or women to funny beginnings tragic endings
I can make a million and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinnin' I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried livin' held down
My game plan to be trained heavy military
Mind of a thug lord sittin' in the cemetery
Cryin' I've been lost since my adolescence callin' to jesus
Ballin' as a youngster wonderin' if he sees us
Young black males crack sales got me three strikes
Livin' in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin'
Got my hands on my semi shotty everybody's snitchin'
Please god can you understand me bless my family
Guide us all before we fall into insanity
I make it a point to make my beat bumpin' warlike
Drop some s**t to have these stupid b***hes jaws tight
Go n***as wanna get it on let's fight
I got some n***as in my click that make they motherf**king jaws tight now
Go n***as wanna get it on let's fight
I got some n***as in my click that make they motherf**king jaws tight
Go n***as wanna get it on let's fight
I got some n***as in my click that make they motherf**king jaws tight now
Go n***as wanna get it on let's fight
I got some n***as in my click that make they motherf**king jaws tight
scratches
The evil genius
Throw them dubs up
2pac bishop
You gotta snatch some collars and let them motherf**kers know you there to take them out
xzibit
Mr x to the you know me
Yeah c'mon
The love's been lost the gloves is off so figure
What side you tryin' be on the barrel or the trigger
A gang of n***as talkin' the talk but ain't walkin' the straight line
They tryin' to hide behind the one time
F**k being scary and constantly with security
I ain't afraid of whatever you faggots try to do to me
Shoot at me try to corner me orderlies try to get at me
Flip it like fake identities stickin' it to my enemies
Enemies
And have you runnin' for your motherf**kin' lives
Till they put me in a courtroom fightin' for mines
The only reason I got foes that used to be friends
When n***as mumble under they breath I'm under their skin so then
I pray for the strength to handle what my city bring
Better stand for something or your bound to fall for anything
The pitfalls the potholes I spit flows that generate straight crack sales we got those
One hitter quitter split a n***a like a embryo
Bring it to your crib to your kids to your video shoot
Give me the loot my dues all paid up
The half assed gettin' rat packed and sprayed up
You say what speak up punk I can't hear you
You're transparent reynold's wrap I'm seein' clear through
Pray for my downfall talk like h*es
Mister rack rack the gauge and kick in the do'
And motherf**kers tryna say I couldn't rap no mo'
Like one monkey gon' stop the show
Lets go
Dirty harry
