Oh, let us adore him We need his sacrifice Oh, let us adore him We need all he has We need him to help We need all he has We need our God, we know Won
译文: 警方. 心情.
you got somethin' on your mind, let it out 'Cause this the type of lyric goes inside your brain To blow you bullshit rappers straight out the frame
me nigga, not today, I see you but you can't see me I know with all of government and Yes, this will get crazy and blow (Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb) Got your mind
fiend, grab his wallet Leave a trail-blazin' like (Rasheed Wallace) What's today's knowledge? Hold your heat like The Peacemaker I walk the same streets the police
a criminal the only thing you can become Look at what I became, something like a phenom, nuttin' but a g-thang Things I've seen when I'm looking out of these frames
high for me to grab I got's to have, stack all the cabbage From constructin' a drug traffic Police, a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in
and your day's whittling!" (hey) Blistering lines packed in six stick to spine Rap with a sick mind trapped in thick bitch frame (ooh yeah) Drug you with
Home of niggas that'll stomp you senseless Don't resent this, I'm knowin' that you comprehend this Its the wild life, niggas done lost they mind Its
(They'll never take me alive) The commission was our vision We ain't it, see it come to fruition We ran outta time dam You think I'm just a fan you out your mind
get your melon crushed Just like the rush from a train, I'll dissect ya frame in half Raise my duck down staff as my microphone blow ya out the frame
[Intro] Yeah, yeah we gon' beat these demons down within the mind with the sound within the mind, beat on this shit C'mon now let's get this shit together
police While yall playas are fakin bacon we cook the whole beef. I put it down plain, i stimulate the left and right brain Cell by cell and frame by frame
she'll fly to the motherland and sell love to another man It's too cold outside, for angels to fly. (Verse 2 - Mikill Pane) Little lady, your mind
cut police up for real money creped up Slid the ills out and blew the beast up Yo handcuffs can make a man tough and suffer My rhymes keep your mind
a feelin' through healin' Any motherfucker seekin' his business relentless Thoughts goin' through my mind, nigga had tried to shine I would be 'bout dat iron in this foolishness frame of mind
