it the best if we do like this Give each other something more than a kiss Isn't it the best when it's like this Once we've started this there is not
sex to pay they college tuition Jealousy, send our brothers on straight pistol missions And in the midst of the drama mama can I save ya Now you remember all the hell she went through tryin ta raise
abyss Of immense shape and strength this guardian of hell stood before him and commanded with cerebrean howl "You shall not pass Lucifer, o' king of hell
burns and it tolerates magicals got some inspring To be or not, join the miraculous now transpiring That is the, who's flame is it for me to not feed
a victim of Jesse James Tell them his motherfuckin name! Phillip Pernell, murdered by a devil that never saw a cell, so I'm here to raise hell and tell
yet, I am dying for a drink and for a cigarette" So we hatched a plan to book ourselves a cheap hotel In the centre of the City and to raise some Hell
s goin crazy for a quarter You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and
this lame from the other side Hopin we retaliatin, go on another ride Keepin us warin, tellin lie after lie So it's gang-related every time brothers die? (Hell
who did, they got to! Who they serve and protect, nigga not you Cops shot off of ten G's but they got glocks too Let you protect yourself, or better yet
prison phone's always taken They put me on a speaker but my voice is breaking up. I'd like to think he caught bits and pieces before the gates got shut RAISE
m stuck wearing dis niggaz clothes Hell I go to school and dem teachers straight dog me I try to learn but my brain just wont I'm not dumb but mad and
take heed to shit like that, and I learned How can I not end up like that nigga? What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga? Cause
know who did, they got to Who they serve and protect, nigga not you Cops shot off of ten G's but they got glocks too Let you protect yourself, or better yet
goin' crazy for a quarter You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin' I'm scarin', ya I'm darin' ya to raise hell and bail
better believe I cried my tears Maybe the way y'all died it'll make me change the life I live Like my homie Juwan Tobin raised in the village of guilt
all you seem to ever see I admit, I've done some dumb shit And I'm probably gon' do some mo' You shouldn't hold that against me though (Why not?) Why not