of love Should I tell her about it? As if she doesn't know No warning no No warning no No warning no No warning, no warning No warning at all She
The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble" The snitches, the odds
in the vest (Yes sir) Lay down in the nest, I got a nice stash Get to close watch ya ass see a bright flash Aight man, I give you fair warning I promise
This is a warning, another cut to move on Another beat that's so strong Hold on and I get wicked in this song Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom P-Dog
raise that pressure Right to the edge, maximum and better Pass the limitation, this is not a drill Fell the drum bling, drumming on the still Attention arouses high adrenaline, pumping in your veins Warning! Warning
tell you it's tough - when it's love Deep in the heart of the night turning circles You're waking up to the eye of the storm No use to cry when the odds
She came to dance in California To spend the weekend in the sun Nobody took the time to warn her La dolce vita had begun Everything started at this Hollywood
the Magi Some people call them wise Or Oriental, even kings Well anyway, those guys They visited with Jesus They sure enjoyed their stay Then warned
my neck and Then someone pulled it tighter I never saw it coming I started to black out and Then someone said good morning I took it as a warning I should
then a perfect hearts length away The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong You never promised me anything Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall I knew the odds
Tommy boots Pushed more hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes.] Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Bobby Brown Had a private jet, planned the odds
you're gone, drop like Hiroshimo bombs Creation of this playing made by 36 Chambers It's death by wishes and mad niggaz is getting headaches I'ma warn
to the smell. Well someone's got to clean 'em up, my friends Bodies on the highway Law and order upside down Someone's got to collect their odds and
sh*t I would down the whole Pinot Gris But I'd see the Group Home without the Premo beats And it hurts my soul I'm a Warrior so though the odds is against
poison stops you looking old You'll get a five second warning For divine intervention And the satellites are falling Prepare for ascension As the earth looks on the odds
head on the pillow, say a prayer one love to the thugs in heaven I'll see you there It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned Help you
sure proved them wrong (Aooooooooooooaooooo) All right now we managed somehow The troubles are dawning happyless warning (Happyless warning) All right now we managed somehow The troubles are dawning happyless warning
