been Don't want to be another pretender Not gonna to lie to save my face I wanna' leave the thieves in the temple And go somewhere out of this place I won't get in my
place I won't get in my way, I won't get in my way I won't get in my way this time, oh Yeah, yeah I don't wanna burn the life of my candle Waiting around
a taste working on the docks wearin' a smock i clock in i clock out about 5 o'clock i keeps a calm disposition so i won't arouse suspicion but then i
to God ain't nothin' sweet I agree, but I also feel I ain't got to prove shit To do it to them punk ass niggas from your click I fuck hoes that be so
I shine, you shine Gotta alotta big things playa that's nice I don't wanna knock your hustle but I know your kind And I don't trust ya so I'm lookin
house but then, I'm getting away from myself as I get closer and closer home and the difference between you and me baby is I get fucked up when I'm alone and I
your stove can't match I bust caps cause my heads way too big for hats I'm gonna test your girls physical stamina while I'm diggin and slammin her on
get the fuck out I'm a bring it hard to your peeps no doubt With my fourty four, or my mack or my nina Got my pretty bitches chilling up in Pasadena
I fuck with sqaws let you squares cleed'n get close to I got that one that cheerleads for the Raiders She love the way I walk my 3000$ alligators My pimp
my homies got knocked Drought seas in our cheer, but my pocket's ain't starvin' That's why I stay chargin' You know we won't stop [Verse 2: Don Cisco
and my brother, my brother and me Don't look on the surface cause if you do you'll never see Me and my brother, my brother and I Cause you'll fly sky-
I strike I strike hard and you won't like that And if I strike out my empire strikes back My niggas who knock you, so I won't dock 'em, yo I run deep
they won't grow Lord Jamar show and prove the rules I kick Makin niggas move, no matter how smooth it get or how rigid, niggas still get it I kill wicked
in this Tall Cen, I told ya I'm in this my nigga Fig, I'm glad you in this I put that on my mama I'm a make my grip Swartzen-nigga, all the way to represent
Mayne every time I walk inside the church house the preacher cuttin his eyes at me But I know he can't throw nothin my way He dirtier than I am, ridin
, they put us out the contract I left the label right, lot of cats wonder how Everytime I diss that label I get fined a hundred-thou Jus for tellin y'all I get
us out the contract I left the label right, lot of cats wonder how Everytime I diss that label I get fined a hundred thou' Jus for tellin y'all I get
belt (huh?) I'm number one with the water I need to meet with Phelps. (Haaaaaa!) Got my own corner! (Corner!) - I don't need your help. (nah!) I'm doin everything like I
