name I must face the facts, acknowledge all I've known across the tracks and back finally I have grown I must face the truth, acknowledge all I've seen with
running away Cause we're coming for you! I've grown tired of holding this post I feel more like a stranger each time I come home So I'm making a deal with
We're gonna read them out I've grown tired of holding this pose I feel more like a stranger each time I come home So I'm making a deal with the devils
[Chorus: Shock G] Don't be afraid to let a brother funk with you Would you let a nucka doo woo you (x3) Don't be afraid to let a brother funk with you
a robe I got some top tens with no shoe strings, I'm out cold And the gold, hope it ain't nothing my eye catch And running pockets like a campaign
bid on fakers with the grammar that be blamma, back in eighty-three I was the Grand Fruit Jammer, but now I gets down and wreck shit with the Foreign
f'er wanna test for Tech will get him wetter Step into death your ex messing with a keffer Never let your lover get put in less than a bed with a heffer
number one son goes bad playing cards with the Devil's Hand Daddy got real sick so quick - four walls never understand I was the one who got good with
sitting, fixing your sight with his high iron voice causing sickness he is playing you out with delight man who do you just think you are? a silly bum with
with Gunz my man On the South side of town with a brick in my hand Forest, Melrose, McKinley, the boulevard, Washington Patterson, Courtland I'm on the Cross Bronx with
Dan He's a devil not a man and he spreads the burning sand with water Dan can you see that big green tree where the water's running free And it's waiting
to him Dan He's a devil not a man and he spreads the burning sand with water Dan can you see that big green tree where the water's running free And it
, Running with friends and them, up and down the street Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all night with
Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage Into a brand, new car In walks Bud, with his exploding nose He'd been giving it maximum today He shouted, how the devil
slow I guess that Devil's passed this way again There's a lathered Sorrel Stallion running threw the Joshua trees And a young man in the saddle with
Rain came down in endless sheets of thunder Lightning bolts split pine trees down to the roots In the shadow of the Astrodome With a hurricane coming
Bending my brethren, breaking bread with Yeshua In Bethlehem, The last tribal star soul the alien Seth Alam The devil bears the pentagram, a wormhole/ hologram My body slams man with
face crack Replace that rasheed dope house killa Keep it coming back or running back With a ball and chain in my hand Ain't no substain The man with
