night and the moon is out grab your paint we got our boards d's (no nickname) got the guns this town is ours we're tucking in the kids kissing goodnight kissing farewell on
love for us all We've been livin these thug (These Thug) these thug (These Thug) Commandments (We Share) We fall down but we get up We sell out and we .... And we
nerp chicken I should run, forfit, and everything I know LISTEN, I was The misdirected I was The least expected Hop on And get rejected Walk on And
bother Moms can't stand me cause I'm lookin like my father Should I stay or run away, tell me the answer Moms ignores me and avoids me like cancer Grow
across the street boy It's on Toss it up, we took you on, and we took y'all beat You know we beat you down, and we took y'all beat Cause you wasn't rockin
Chorus] We got the big guns - YEAH WE BUST THOSE TOO We smoke the dutches son - YEAH WE PUFF THOSE TOO We cause the ruckus son - YEAH WE DO THAT TOO We
grave Like remind my soul Of the time we were great before the self hate The time we were great before the self hate [x3] The time we were great Wait, we
us, like a foreigner with a genre Accounted for visualizing more bodies than a coroner My streets are evil, minds are feeble run illegal Livin savage like
Midwest y'all, we aimin' at all y'all We the ball til we fall or it's nothin' at all So just warm up the water, cause we Blink like Trotter Half-baked
my humble opinion Here's what I suggest we do: Open fire on hollywood Open fire on MTV Open fire on NBC And CBS and ABC Open fire on the NRA And all
of womaness, we finess because we are Far beyond amateur, not insecure, what we're here for Has already be explained but unless they can be us I trust
we'll be home back in our city We are united like the airline that we'll fly when we're invited to the city of hi-fives We'll wait in line to get back
rip on stages Just to sow the seed of dissent - you're in our element [Chorus: x2] We come down like thunder clouds - you need to run check And our crowd
it That's where We took a room back for the kids and through a heart at it Angry like a hostage Kickin' like a little bitch in one of Dibbs' moshpits
hand And lets run, run, run We?re always getting older But our dreams will never fall apart No matter the changes We will all stay young at heart We
Ol' scary-ass nigga gon' hide Come out here, playa - catch me all over New Orleans, nigga On the block, in the hood, wherever B.G., nigga, always on V.L. We
