/ and this time I thought to dream of your eyes shut / the only one I see is you / there is no way to see this through / outside open / I have controlled
preparin 'em For everythin I seen, who's the most feard and why they scared of 'em Well first, we need to know who we kill first Or how to know a whole
] I remember, the freaky things we used to do And I remember 'fore we linked to where we both was true Ridin' to the beach and walkin' through the sand Holdin' hands, and
we go, turn it up, let's start From block to block we snatchin hearts and jackin marks And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe We can have peace
bitch rule da world man ya kiddin me Niggaz try da kill me on 3 different occassions Ah guess das life wen niggaz jus haten Came along way from slingin
and reminisce I hope it's me when I'm a hundred and three Your homeboy getting killed that's some bad shit to see I hope you agree and make it better
clan aided a nigga and got heat we met up on Stepney and Market sparked it mapped out the target we gon' take out their number one sergeant young and strong we
kush and drink yo' Guinness Stout Here's a little mischief, Styliztik and Bishop We too tight, we'll make you go back home and switch up You need a better
year old nino brings forever sleep This we live with and this we keep Hidden away, but this is the land of the free and home of the brave And someone
lil' Christopher, I'll go out my way And for Christiane, I'll go out my way For my son and my daughter, I'll go out my way I'll give my life for 'em
and said muthafucka I'm a solja You can't kill me They said we'll see I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me? I took my vest off, and
hit ya hard and make ya fall And leave ya broke with no hope and, no get back Let's try hard to see success and not to stress and get there You stay persistent
You was talkin to the judge, when it could have been the revern Tell him, you should have been free, it could have been me What would it have tooked
Ayah On the con-sole we have the man D-Square Come up in the dance, and him must comb him hair-ah Come up in the dance, and me let off a clip-ah at George
up all the gully side massive And crew Genius and the big ship from and to All my well rich as And ma fans Every baddi wave unu hand But any way [Chorus
