, girl stripper, the Henny sipper I drop lyrics off and on like a light switch Quick to grab the right bitch and make her drive the Q-45 Glocks and tecs
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind But at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit And put
time They ain't callin' it but b-ball took up most of my time We were hard headed, they all said it From my parents to our teachers and even preachers
know Every smiling face ain't a happy one And everybody is somebody's fool And you're no exception to the rule I know This is real, give me a hand Baby, baby, baby And
the mack without the hat And all our hoes dine and ride in the back seat of my Cadillac I bet you hate it 'cuz we paid and floss, nigga we laid and lost
comes to rearrange the God picture If you sit and believe, you can achieve If you sit and accept, you don't know, what's correct or incorrect Take for instance, Adam and
is all that's on that nigga's mind But at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine So Ima' get smart and get defensive and shit And put together
pain out And if I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby And now they got me trapped in the
place at the wrong time No longer livin', 'cause he threw up the wrong sign And every day I watch the murder rate increases And even worse the epidemic and
clownin', look at all you player haters Frownin', raw, God said kill'em all Tech's backs to the wall Fighting four my life and I'mma bust back till they fall And
craft Whiplash Kick ass Rhyme flows Sign up the timed shows So I'm not behind hoes Devine souls Plottin to kill all the demons In the killa many killins
can take away me and keep on talkin' Crazy and I'mma let 'em know Where you keep yo baby And where you stay D Some say I should worry And watch where
, it crawls. No time to stall Gotta kill em all, gotta kill em all. Gotta kill em all. All six demons screaming in my head. They?re talking, they?re stalking and
in this world to get the cash niggas I might even get mad and even slash niggas Rob them and get away in a car and crash niggas What's the world gonna
Esquivel] [Lyrics: Esquivel] They're mislead by authority And they're guinea pigs with dignity With everlasting memories Frozen thoughts and bloody
sorrow for the misery we wallowing time swallowing them better days in this gaze got my mind boggling oh momma and hey lady I miss you and them ways
misery and pain 'Cause they call us lame, bitches and heffers and sluts Think your nut is gonna heal my bruises and batters and cuts Bitches, y'all better get tough and
's on a niggaz mind But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit And put together a million march
