you're cheating me, I'll be cheating you I wouldn't do this to a brother, but that's not you I hate your world and the way you live So it's time I
I pursue It's just another g fillin yo bad ass up to the rim Pop the clip with a mack-10 Hop out the truck and drop that grin Cuz like A, I'm in it to
the stage, as I invade When compared to me you're low grade On this stage, you better be stable Compared to me you're just "Crumbs On the Table" Ha ha you
own gangbangin' And Tupac won the beats that's stompin' He didn't like you when he was alive now you wanna jack him Bullets distribute out like Def Jam Let me tell you
pot Where they crawl on the rug (looking for what?) looking for white When you can get'cha dick sucked in the broadday light And get'cha crab cracked just like
out and snatch blocks? And hand out bricks, connect and politic like a Jew I'd rather do it the classic way, like Cassius Clay I'm the next sub to do
I know the way out theres light at the end of the tunnel Fray out if I have to, in a heart beat to clap you, a lap to Another chapter had to adapta This
Play the game, get you a 'zil' Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill Heat, got it with me still Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched Out like
. Dep] I take you back to the scene of the stunt Scene of that rhyme and you can think what you want And if you.. and if you tell me you can get it from
days wit (uh-huh) While you stare in amazement, I'm hotter than Cajun You're blazin, throwin up my tre's in, who want 'em? Just like that, a 360 on 'em
like darker shades of black On a man 'cause that's wack But to my light skin sister can't you tell You're just the surface of a dark deep well And how
square crasher Getting my high to the sky, like a rocket out of NASA Like players with asthma, bronchitis and ecetra As for me I'm a tree, till you see
feat. 3-2, Big Steve) [talking:] Yes, and at this time I would like to give a big I mean a very very big round of, fuck you To you hoe ass niggaz, out
Ah, yeah Right about now we on the intermission tip So all you ladies go get your towels You know what I'm sayin', ha ?Cause it's laid out like that, you
it was one of those nights, when you make twenty phone calls just to stay alive and you would talk to anyone, anyone who would possibly shed some light
what good will that do ya You're on your marks and off your face Hung out in some exotic place and in your hand but out of reach Once more you go into
Just stay out of my neighbourhood, Carry your banners in your protest march, But I don't feel it does any good I might agree with everything that you