really that fly But I used to gangbang when I was younger So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin' under I never thought I lived to see us
they goin' out like that man? Yo, sellin' out like it ain't nothin' man I ain't with it Dig it, I'm just a brother from L.A. South Central, I live life
So scared that love lived on the edge / Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge / As if my
change the world, let's change the world (World) Flesh it got me ready to set off the riot Ridin' with my trues Humbly united gathering souls Here we
hustle, whatever it takes to piece this puzzle Why declare war on these fakers and haters eliminate us, traitors? These are the days of our lives (Lives
Yeah, G-Unit Yeah, ey, ey I think I gotta' have it And it keeps pullin' me in like a magnet I'm goin' with this kinda music Puts me right back on the
just repped wrong You done slimmed down a bit, got caught with the hammer Steal banners, medical examiners, clocked live hammers For real, you a live
grabbing me hands off Me niggas start to bore me I'm getting sleepy I need some coffee Me and my wu-bandits We carry niggas deep in the canvas Body
[Black Thought] Uhh.. the molecular mass of that rhythmic ass grass is organic hip-hop jazz that you are all about to witness Groovy units check it owwwwt
From the Tunnels in the wee hours of the black morning From The Roots sprout the Foreign Objects family tree This is mad abstract All the way live from
me If ya can't find somethin' 2 live 4 Then you best find somethin' 2 die 4 If there's hell below, we're all gonna go (Deep, deep) (Get on) Latasha Hardings
it thoroughly You were to monitor the activities of a common life on the Dirtball And study peoples life styles Their general habits of living in their
' cell division and molecular collision within me He listen and analyze the heartbeat and rhythms Of children livin' brutalized My ears became used to the vibes of ruined lives
s all right ta be a G, Westside Connection Live for red and blue, my nigga Masta P But ain't no more God for us nigga But we can live for that green The
see me die, that's why Hold the fire, and keep it closed and keep an open eye For them haters and hoes, 'cause I don't play about mine Goin' deep, pray
, I'm so flawed You can put me on the front line Ass back nicks, I don't represent the gun shy Thing about the street life Homie, I live, wear my heart
it on Get this paper and breathe again Plan to leave somethin' behind So your name'll live on, no matter what the game lives on Lookin' out of my project
