You said it kid, you said it You made your point and it?s getting pathetic No it?s not just another word, You?re talking to yourself Ignorance with
You said it kid, you said it You made your point and it's getting pathetic No it's not just another word, You're talking to yourself Ignorance with
I looked at my watch and then I noticed it was half past 2 I saw these two honeys walkin down the avenue And one of them said: all I think about is havin you
you She's testing me lays still beside the music Sweet kerosene I'm paralyzed, this loaded gun to my head says, "It's over..." then she pulls the trigger
touch the sun Want some? Come and get it On your marks, get set, blah! That's coming with it They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it It don'
do But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up You gotta learn to
, when we rush Now you're pleadin like a bitch, cause you don't know how to.. hush.. Now back to the smoker that robbed me I tell you like Latifah, motherfucker
thing cause you could fuck around get crossed and get stuck in tha game and for tha rest of your life you will sit and remineise wonder why it had to
like a thug 'til six niggas carry me Death is on the trigga so pull it I can't take it no more, nigga, I'm losing it [Chorus] [Spice 1] Shit was talking
sixteen, yet convicted as a felon With a bunch of old niggas But you the only one who ain't telling I tell you it's a cold world, stay in school You
faith you got don't ever stop, just push it til you hit the top and if you drop, at least you know you gave your all be true to you, and that way you
do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn to
it You niggas on computers better sit there and compute it Dodge what I just said, or get shot and left for dead You think you don't give a fuck nigga
street. Now niggaz know you ain't shit, damn! I see yo' monkey ass in da paper, cos you ain't returnin them jewels you borrowed, you better give 'em back, you
that's if it's necessary See you might not be worried, but I think you should worry Them bullets come in flurrie, next thing you know you're buried YEAH
War, I declare it, Al-Jazeera wouldn't air it "It's only right that I address this, case in fact.." "It's only right.. it's only right.. it's only right
