your life and I'll live mine To get out of this situation I'll leave you don't cross the line. DON'T CROSS THE LINE THE LINE!
backs and stacks, it's no problem (no problem) Make raps and tracks and go Harlem I get worldwide coverage I got so many spots I don't even buy luggage
tight Turn around and run away Your life is on the line again Save your self one last time Don?t make a sound He just arrived back to his home He steps
roll that die You wanna feel that push You wanna cross that side You wanna hit that clutch touch that nerve yes break that line Ain't no looking back
And it don't stop and it don't quit That real s**t! As the world turns.. ni**az die for How many you ni**az try for this? As the world turns Murderin
minorities be trippin We ain't having it Time to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back Once I hit the mat Niggaz will never get this shit back
to hear Infrared from Ruthless, nigga, crack them beers Twist the 'dro, put the clip in the fo' Cock it back, put one in the head, these niggaz don't
system wisdom till the similairs repel I sell a barrel of spirit to dummy dimwits syndicate jackals I'm broken arrow to the fuckin bone (broken poem) I don't
we ride on by cartel, street gangs by bail makes mail Won't stop, I sell, I need to proceed I can't cross what a nigga need with greed So I sit with
And stop walking the line Stop walking the line Stop walking the line The lady of judgment Is standing above us So pick your feet Poughkeepsie and say why don't
have to tell you everything twice Why just tell me why Do I have to tell you everything ... everything twice You don't listent me You just don't care
t give a fuck who in it Bust at broads the gods say they ruin shit 20 to a clip hollow heads loaded them legislators ain't doing shit college heads know
lame, fake, ain't even gon' watch your back, nigga Get popped - can't handle the pressure and rat, nigga Take the whole clique down runnin' his lips Can't come back
my better half I know you they don't do Nobody will ever do and we don't care I don't want to turn back the time I don't want to follow the line Still
a door that never opens wide You just get kicked until your heart's bled dry The road is gone but there's a line you cross And I don't think you'll stop
pastor prayed Come though from out of town, you wouldn't last a day All they know is long money and assassination Get it now, not tomorrow, don't procrastinate