stand for politicians, institutions, no religion, no solutions, war sick in my head revolution, evolution, no solution, institution, war so sick, so sick sick in my head
I recall when I couldn't rap, now my rap game's up to par From then to now it's funny, Jabos to Armani AP became a business man, that's all about his
D) [Hook x2:] Now all my playas, throw your roley's in the air All my hoes, go on shake your darrier (if you's a real nigga, and you's a down broad Somebody
represent it, wit windows tinted Till you can't control it It's the O to the fuckin' A-K D to the A-L-D Fuck what the haters say, we paper chase So you
Tupac] I been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin [E-40] Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin about no timin [Tupac] That's right, that's
guessed, that in my future years I'd be stressing Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted Plus my P.O. won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up
closer, baby ....I see Trouble.. ....Trouble's comin over me.... ...Yeah, with a capital "T" T-R-O-U-B-L-E...it's Trouble! I only know you by reputation It's
of my ride, think I'm high ,checkin my plates and sticka but if they don't ride paasss me Lil voice in my head sayin hit the gas G, go fastly Through
words, the side show's on Troy's in a Maxima straight up lit Short's comin through in a Benz with a kit Oakland's movin somethin, and that's real Bruce
club I'ma die hard, that's my job To straighten out niggas that try to get what I got They don't understand what I'm sayin, man Mister police, niggas just jock me [VERSE 2: D-Loc] Deion's
doors Beat your hoes and cock ya shit Count your money by the bit and get tru niggaz in your click N-O, L-I, M-I to the T is just a bunch of crazy muthafuckas
of 5th Flow rockin L.O.G.C. Cuz that's the one thing the ladies L-O-V-E They L-U-V me So I won't take it easy And Ima take ya breezy Nigga, please belive
s come and MC's go But they can't fuck around with the way that we flow It's called the (Soul) (You know the deal) (Soul) (You know the deal) MC's come
of yall hatas man... my main man acafool my dog triple X.. all the way from st. louis my dog KG ***CHORUS*** i got my hata blockas on (x6) nigga
We gonna do it like this, yo this is Aceyalone Giving a big shout out to Ed O.G. and The B.U.L.L.D.O.G.S. Yo whole rock this, look Yo brown is my complexion
neighbourhoods lookin' for odd jobs it's hard livin' like God in a world full of bobs john doe's and jacks joe's and mary mack's i guess babylon wasn't
