ahead But the day is coming The day is near The day is coming You know what I mean The day is coming The way is clear The day has come Bang bang, on
strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin. Creepin deep into morning. Peepin out the weak. While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self. No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my
morning gun-fire Another day another scar to acquire Jumped out my bed tried to break my alarm Took a shower and then I strapped on my firearm Grab my
real in the hood (all the way) It's just real in the ghetto From my block to your block (my block to your block) From my set to your set (my set to your
all the way) It's just real in the ghetto From my block to your block (my block to your block) From my set to your set (my set to your set) It be the
I'm from the C [GREEN EYES] Now as I tight'n up my flags, my bhakis sag low Banged up for Inglewood, yeah 104 'bout to pull a jack in my bucket, nigga
for fun (chorus) Rosalita jump a little lighter, senorita come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover ain't no liar, Rosalita you're my stone desire Jack
And I can act, and I can dance And I can dress, sign of the best So is my guest, man I'm impressed Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just
I can act, and I can dance And I can dress, sign of the best So is my guest, man I'm impressed Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like
who said it'd die Cause if it is me and my nine's The first to ride For my niggas Live by the fire die by the flame Happy im gone knowin my son's gonna
nigga that dissed ya an' every nigga that hit ya Accept my apologies for my brothaz.... (Chorus) My...sista... Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my
What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love song. * We look
cause they recognize Can't jeopardize themselve expose my family's eyes and my image size that limit's the skies So I stay high like my raps do Why you
my hood, it's no love Tash'll jack him for his cape and sport that shit to the club Is it love or is it buzz, that got my thinkin patterns thinkin yo'
to die then run off with their wives I've lived for the day, do as I may Then plan my escape for the day I'm betrayed [Pakman] If they betrayed you,
[Guru] Boom bash dash, I had to break, I had to getaway Packed my bags, to leave for good, it was a Monday Kissed my mother, gave my pops a pound Then
