. The irony is killing me I can't believe the audacity. This facsimile of humanity covers up it's insanity by making history easy to read but hard to believe. YEAH
strapped even in the vocal booth Ray hang 'em high, details at eleven [Hook 2x] [Benzino] Do you really wanna hold spots down, home town Bost-town Victim
after disaster [verse 1] They couldn't kill me holla if u feel me Hurricane Katrina victim in the building Okay, day time soldier, night time rider, 911 survivor,yeah
the nigga fast Yeah, that motherfuckin' snake in the grass We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus Now our family reunion done turned into a family
for the brutality? Huh They killing these niggas in cold blood, Bone Thug Been a part of the reality, all the insanity, ain't no more humanity What ever happened to family
that murda, murda get you man Don't let that murda, murda get you baby Don't let that murda, murda get you man, yeah, yeah, yeah Playa hation has begun
Bone Thugs, Akon yeah You know though, nothin' come easy You gotta try real, real hard I tried hard but I guess I gotta try harder I tried so hard,
niggas in cold blood, Bone Thug been a part of the reality, all the insanity/ Ain't no more humanity, what ever happened to family? Lost mine way back
ll be a victim of the one they call the body snatcher [Verse 2] Many claim to be a gangster but that gangster aint a gangster That gangter is a prankster, yeah
I'm true to my little baby girl I got to be true, oh yeah I'm true to myself y'all I'm true to my family And love with a true integrity I'm true to
and a few hugs Want a family, raise some kids Just like your mama and your daddy did, yeah But every guy you start to dig Comes with baggage and no gig, yeah
let these ghetto streets get you, Precious Was the victim, from a dime to a nickel Hopin' God's blessings stick with ya Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger Familiar
s sufferin a swoll up black eye And at the end of my prayers, cryin myself to sleep All I could think about was FUCK MY DADDY A well rounded family, yo
your man is dead Rest in peace chief, cause of something that you said Tell it to his family on his funeral day And your man is a victim of he say,
Kweli - Verse 2] I do it for the trappers, other rappers the Backpackers, the crackers the n-ggas, the metal-packers the victims of ghetto factories I do it for the families
[Buc Fifty] Yeah, from the top. I don't think they know. But as if you didnt know by now: L Brothers, Swollen Members, Buc Fifty, T to Be Fam. It never
Yeah, word These bitches be buggin' God Reason why ain't got nuttin' to do with nuttin' Yeah, check it out y'all one two We back up in this joint, what
