This is more than a pulse beneath my wrist Or a beat beneath my ribs This is something that cant be given away. Because what's life for some is not right
This is more than a pulse beneath my wrist or a beat beneath my ribs this is something that cant be given away because whats life for some is not right
your cloning on a street walking by Keep a running for your life cause only one will survive War is in the street and it's an eye for an eye Run on for
pop-drunks get the guns out Set the shit off with the full clips Niggas lookin' hard in the club - now whassup bitch? Whassup bitch?!! Pull your weapon
are wack but yours'll be tight But you never been near a studio in your life You see, disrespect is your last resort You're like Howard [Name], you never played this
Raymond who is crazy as I am He got the ammo', he got much guns Trunk the funk, now, my posse is ready to pump the chumps I wanna kill them suckers badder
?" She chose Doc, first day I poured you aside Like it's Aftermath for life and all I do is ride Before I turn on him I kill Satan And stick my red flag
help you God? Fuck you, Honor Pitt is back for another one This time he's back harder, stronger and and And a little more troublesome Double the guns, guns
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
cal go and get your burns, spit that Big gat, tiger money, holdin one, get that Bring beef where your motherfucking cribs at Shove knives in your chest where your
legend You die first, then become famous 'Cuz I done seen this type of thing before Just hangin' out by the corner store Stick up kids wit them guns galore
they able to build Come fuck with the real Coward, better play your part This shit'll lace yo' heart Get hit with a Ghostface dart And you better live this
you of the future, about what freedom is. Uhh, the way I see it, freedom is-- is the right to grow, is the right to blossom. Freedom is -is the right
is this, (Shaunita Laquan) What's goin' on girl, (Nothin' much what's goin' on) Nothin' where you callin' from, (New Jersey) OK, I got the loop for you, go ahead and do your
now Cause some more niggas die an turn all you in the hood right now Y'all can stop acting like that nigga j gone squeeze Cause all I got is misdeameanors
to escape this and i for one have got my mind made up even if where we stay is make shift I can't remain in this domain of semi-ape shit all i see is
on the floor next to my gun Next thing I saw was the guns to my head Now the lead will make me dead and yo this is what he said "My name is Sgt.Slacker
