You don't wanna go there Let me lead you by the hand You don't wanna be there Over the sea and down to land As I look into your eyes I pay no mind I
can bring this I swear And all that I want from you is a promise you will be there Say you will be there Say you will be there Won't you sing it with
hundred wall on them bricks, he got caught with a kid of candies If you didn't go to jail by now he probably be dead So instead he in there with his uncle
Cadillacs to limousines, ironing jeans to being clean GI Joes to Tonka toys, eating Willy Wonka boy Riding in my uncle's car, wanting to become a star Having dreams to be
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down Just can't understand why we getting respect now Mama told me they're be
Tupac sings] Bye bye, I was never meant to live Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live Bye bye, I was never meant to be Livin like a thief
you slang Then you'd better have your nikes on Cause when we fight it's in the middle of the night with no lights on. Hey!! There must be a God cause
I strike America like a case of hard disease Panther power is running through my arteries Try to stop oh boy you'll be clawed to death Cause I'll be fighting
I drink Bacardi Greg Nice, I'm outta here, ghost! "I'm on the microphone.." [5X] [Pete Nice] Uncle Fester, the baldhead jester Not me, the Minister
dimension I see you inchin to my ride, tired, rest them legs Soon as you open up your mouth (uhh) there's the head Now who I be, MJG, certified, mic controller (Uncle
that radio Pull my hat down Get on down the road There?s places that I wanna see There?s people that I need to meet And there?s parties I should be ?
I'm sitting in my chair watching the TV It's not even on but there's plenty for me to see I just lit some crazy ass shit that my friend overnight mailed
must be freaking out." M2: "Acid's great man." Joe: "It's the best." M2: "Everytime I do acid man, I'm so high." Joe: "Yeah, oh, you must be flipping
that kinda food Now their smokin' up the junk bonds And then they go get stiff And they're dancin' in the yacht club With Muff and Uncle Biff But there
