out of town, never gonna die I'm still alive, half a mile until the border line Still alive, leave the scene and you won't do the time I'm still alive
of town, never gonna die I'm still alive, half a mile until the border line Still alive, leave the scene and you won't do the time I'm still alive,
me? Do you really want me dead or alive to torture for my sins? Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead or alive to live
`s a riot raging downtown Tryin' to burn the place down Skies glowin; red and grey But the Riff kept a Rockin' The greek kept a-talkin' And the streets still
right outside the door Open up your eyes Take a breath if you will And the sun is still alive even though it's hard to tell Let's start a riot Nobody
claimed never again but the nightmare's still alive [Chorus] how many lives were lost by the nazi holocaust see history reappear ethnic cleansing's here [Chorus] commoners kill eachother anotyher racial riot
we won?t get out of here alive if they seem like a riot then they probably will if this is our chance then I?m not standing still say it like you mean
squad on you Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordeu bleu and straight shit like Notorious BIG did to that bitch on the skit on his last album Pull my pants down and... [chrous] [Kon Artis:] Is Richard Pryor still alive
Late night flight, L.A.X., Limousine and you're all set For sunset, for sunset Riot house a penthouse suite The street's alive below your feet On sunset
Start spillin my guts like chicken cordon bleu And straight shit Like notorious big did to that bitch On his skit on his last album Pull my pants down (Chorus) (Kon Artis aka Denine Porter) Is Richard Pryor still alive
isn't hot I damage the block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that nigga in the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking liquor You still gotta
I got that tannin brown Automatic trey-pound Leave a nigga maned-down Murda murda homicide Real right niggas ride Gangstas, they never hide Thank God I'm still alive
's inside us Well you, you don't f*** with the fabulous four Or you spend the rest of your life Picking things up off the floor She's still alive but
two y'all Old school y'all Allow me if you will to indulge my verbal skill into a scene about the feeble minded schemes of a teen I tried to stay alive
through it And when I'm on the mic, I never stutter or stumble 'Cause I'm a Jungle Brother, straight out the jungle Cool and quiet, but quick to start up a riot
no concerns The ultra-heavy-beat is going strong If it feels this good then it can't be wrong Karma echo eternity What's good for you is still good
