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1. _ Walk That Line
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2. _ Waiting On God
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3. _ The Truth Is
Man come on girl, you know we tryin to do something.
You gonna get it on before i train set' here?
(hey hey fiend, c'mon man.
They got some more over here.)
Now, what up shorty let a solider come rap a taste with ya
Lay a rear on what possessed sleepy to come and get ya
You've been chillin in the corner too cool and collective
And i'm tired of judgin you from the clubs perspective
You see i'm very selective of who i done and do
You don't know me, i'm fiend, i only fuck with a fewi
I'm trying to do something with you without the crowd of all
Lets escape in my ride to get this problem solved
Now i done dodged them all, just to feel your persona
Often to break the ice with the finest marijuana
Lady call your mama and just ease your lil nana nana
Cause you ain't goin home, you done run up on the jones
Say look shorty the truth is i ain't tryin to be alone
You should tell all that from my tone
And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
Maybe you and i can get it on
Now i said look shorty the truth is i ain't tryin to be alone
You should tell all that from my tone
And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
Maybe you and i can get it on, get it on
You remember me, in my younger twenties and full of energy
You keep it on my mind, see i hear you killin me
This ain't bragging or boasting
They tryin to convincing you done it to a brother with your victorias
See i'm socially speaking, in search of a quite freakin
Girl, give me one week and i'm a have your ass tweakin
Medications decreations, survive and put down a beating
Skip the movies no needing and the mom and dad meeting
Get this and no i don't' need no bitches
Just someone ain't tripping on the hugs and kisses
Drop your clothes at the door walk over here slow
Lets see how many hours you can go
Say look shorty the truth is i ain't tryin to be alone
You should tell all that from my tone
And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
Maybe you and i can get it on
Now i said look shorty the truth is i ain't tryin to be alone
You should tell all that from my tone
And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
Maybe you and i can get it on, get it on
Now look, the truth is i ain't tryin to be alone
You should tell all that from my tone
And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
Maybe you and i can get it on
Now look look the truth is i ain't tryin to be alone
You should tell all that from my tone
And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
Maybe you and i can get it on
Get it on with me, now come home with me
Now girl what you tryin to do
Get it on with me without owning me
Now girl i'm choosing you
Get it on with me, now come home with me
Now girl what you tryin to do
Get it on with me without owning me
Now girl i'm choosing you
Get it on with me, now come home with me
Now girl what you tryin to do
Get it on with me without owning me
Now girl i'm choosing you
Get it on with me, now come home with me
Now girl what you tryin to do
Get it on with me without owning me
Now girl i'm choosing you
Get it on with me, now come home with me
Now girl what you tryin to do
Get it on with me without owning me
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4. _ Mr. Whomp Whomp
Guy:
Bitch! who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga
Turn him up on the mic
Verse one:
Who was born to rowdy, be bout my dottie, thinking i'm lil' gotti
Tats on my body, catch 'em, shottie, with that red beam dottie
When they call me pop, nigga's call me mister hit 'em get 'em
Or just, bad motherfucker, because i'm quick to spit 'em, dismiss 'em
I beat the total livin', somebody get 'em
Before i put this in 'em and even the doctors won't admit 'em
Look, i won't bullshit 'em, the school, put you wupe you in the jammie
(soldier put it on something)
Put it on my mama and her mammie
Lay it, thrown out the nanny
Got these niggas hate me ballie
Sending they pussy at me just to see a nigga stab me
Don't have my marbles at all, i'm horrible dog
Don't believe me, watch me, action when i give this call
Chorus:
It's mister whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there he is, there he is)
Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there gotta be a)
Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there he is, there he is)
Whomp, whomp, whomp
Verse two:
I'm the dopiest thing since the rock
Cause the stock about a single jaws block
The only rapper slash nigga with a endorsment from a glock
I'm gain nigga go head and put that in yo' vain nigga
When you bought the cd, you got it because of my name nigga
The one with the double r, till every track he busted on
Won't give a fuck who else on, look i'm pure competition
Just an example with the expedition
And i'm still making songs for the prisons
Nigga's besta tip, and went when c.b. jones came about
Can't see a nigga taking me out
From tennessee to atlanta, shy town, and back home
What they wanna here when i touch that microphone
Chorus
Verse three:
I use to use to be a drug pusher
Now i'm that dope in your sub-woofer
Only for the coke cookers that ook us
But ain't no affording me
Can't go no where don't act accordingly
The only person that notice me is god and that nigga recording me
You wanted a hero well here i be, capital f-i-e-n-d you peeping me
See frequently fucking over your frequency
Talking 'bout our producers like quantity
Follow me, every since i said the quarter ki
Checking for me in blockbuster every quarterly
Pardon me, i don't know if i'm the shit, or just another nigga bump
But right now i'm the nigga that's damaging your trunk
Chorus
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5. _ I Was Placed Here
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6. _ Street Life
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7. _ If They Don't Know
You ain't never been to my city where niggas my age don't like coppers
Who rifles there could divide ya or call choppers
Where dopeheads look like you and me
But usually the habit of some ? easy to get your three
Trapped from free world money woman your missin
You can smell it from can taste or poppys chicken
The police snitch when they think its there ass
Should've thought about that when you was flashin your badge
All turfs are wars your blunts are our cause
Young ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars
Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people
Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal
Sequals ain't never heard ain't no sequals on the streets
Oh yes my people it can happen in a week
Peep my location or when the dope casin
And hoes that don't like me work with the police station
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8. _ War 4 Reason
-yo what's up, this kl. it's about 4:30 in the morning
Date march 9th 1999
We doing this song to inspire anybody out there
Having to war for a right cause
So, this song for you
Chorus: now when i war i war for reason
Start the cars like the ?gods? cause we all are leaving
I'm a survivor with heart so there'll be no treason
Get your final prayers in cause somebody bleeding
Can ya say the same. 2x
My favorite word is strategic destined to make the disbelieve believe
Our street teaching if i die you know i o-d'd it
Ghetto nigga receive it when i fedex and release it
Fiend highly needed in the hood to cut they teeth with
I'm f-i-e-n-d shottie
That adrenaline when you waring with somebody
But smarter than the average about as bad as as it is
Who really wants to see what a savage is
Will fuck with my family, money, my piece and mighty my dawgs
In any city my nigga that's proper cause
I'm the judge, jury, bailiff and all laws
Disrespect you'll never live to see how you lost
Chorus: repeat 2x
I know they scared i'm on some other shit
Bulletproofly prepared with the toughest click
Ain't this a bitch, they done fucked up and let me loose
My enemies sware that i'm tripping like bishop from juice bad as ??
Keep a nigga like me high and calm
Weeded cause my condition is nothing from the norm
Off the douja, that was caught up in my blury vision
I was screaming at you "go" but you niggaz didn't listen
What i'm missing is a couple of ??
Living explosive like a bomb with a silent tick
Blessed with a gift to speak to my breed only
Thug, survivors and soldiers its all the same army
Nah
Chorus: repeat 2x
My one child philosophy if i reveal lets rock it who stopping me
Bloody 20's in my hand while cops steady popping me
Logically rotten me getting close to castastrophe
Choose to let that chopper speak before they put rock in me
Silently but violently before they called truce
Anything i'm blasting the pain can reduce
I knew in my head i had someting loose
Mentally in the streets that's all of my troops
Mercenary survivor first soldier always
Combat ready since i walked the school hallways
The excited private who you think that i'm writing for
Mental wards, the mind's behind bars what i'm fighting for
Chorus: repeat 2x
-we ain't out here fighting for nothing nigga
Everytime you open your mothafucking eyes on the street you fighting for something
Fighting to live, fighting to survive
Just know what the fuck you fighting for
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9. _ Get In 2 It
Boy you done fucked up now
Boy .....
[fiend]
All i know you better duck when i blast run when i pass (and get somewhere)
Come up with my cash i'ma up and get mask (and get somewhere)
Take what i'm owed i'ma have to unload (the ??)
Re-stock the rifles ?? (cause i'm street with it)
Never be punked keep one in the trunk (my deadly assassin)
Get to jumping the skunk mr whomp (and i'm acting bad)
Loaded and full don't try none of that bull (2 steps to the head)
Go on and pull ?? (they'll find you dead)
Down in the south claiming the heat (let 'em bleed)
Going to get bucked and not give a fuck (where its ass bleed)
This ain't just words and i damn sure can't fake it
What i'm trying to say is you a coward and you might not make it
Chorus:so what we got to do to get into it
What we got to do to get into it
Boy thinking we can do it
[mia x]
Now we can flip anything that i front ya
You say nigga i ride before you bring mine's
I'ma leave yours outlined in chalk
And if you talk to them f-e-d's
Like the street code homie then the catfish are hungry
Too many phony mothafuckas try to step in the circle
Don't you know tru bitches will hurt you
Break your shirt too mia x (mama drama)
Coming and swinging at dumb hoe beaters
Right and left will crush you attitude adjuster
Fuck get ready for war nigga send them on in
Cause i got more guts than nare ??
I fears no man or woman and kin after them
My gat retracts at them reacts and claps at them
Nigga
Chorus: repeat 4x
[fiend]
Now i done seen your kind before you walked that line before
Plenty niggaz talking they sticking ass out ??
I don't hide from my hoes bitch i meet 'em where i tell 'em
And let the results be 3 days and you'll smell 'em
I can't give a nigga the satifaction of altercation
Miscommunication got his ass with a bang face
Chasing mothafuckas up the block if i have to
Don't think that i won't smack you or bitch slap you
With something filthy i bought for the dark
6 shot ghetto hot so i can't be caught
Look i fuck with 'em i let the bulldog talk to 'em
Don't got the pedigree of a g until it bark to 'em
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10. _ The Rock Show
Verse one:
36 ounces of thousand in grams
I ain't never had shit, now i plot to piss or a stick
Ain't nothing in my jeans but some lint and some dick
Who wanna hunger young rick
Thinking i can't get, out the situation
I'm 'bout to make these bitches sick
Since a little nigga, started to vision nigga
Now when dophines' surely come, i know how much to give her
Single bags to dimes, dimes, tens to twhomp twhomps
Catch me in the set and i'ma have what'cha want want
Playing it raw, i ain't out here for my health
And tell the temp service, ain't blood myself
Enjoyed myself, blocks away from the melt
And proving thy self from cream that don't melt
Chorus:
(nigga why) before real nigga's kiss up to the man (whomp)
36 ounces of thousand in grams
If it ain't legal and from uncle sam
36 ounces of thousand in grams
How i get them cars, houses, and land
36 ounces of thousand in grams
You ain't seeing shit till money in hand
36 ounces of thousand in grams
Verse two:
My brother and cousin got a plan
Look, that dope ain't got touch my hands
But yet this bad and i'm the one with the life sands
A ten millimeter for protection
For any jacker or badge that run up in my section, and ah
I cost to cigars from being broke
And this ain't lemonheads or no bar of soap, and ah
To old for mcdonalds, that killed hope
And all the hustla's around my way got cars with no notes, so ah
Penetentries chance's here i come
That nigga move to fast i'ma pop his ass one (pop)
Drop his ass one (pop)
Bringing home the brick
What 'ya know when the fiend got his own started up git
Chorus
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11. _ Trip To London
[fiend]
He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for running
I wish he would have came with me to london
I never knocked his hustle, i was the one that gave him muscle
And showed him how to make a missle and snap a bone tissue
Red covered the floors, only by the doors
Incase the d.e.a. got a drug sweep tour
To feed the kanine, look, i keep one on your waistline
A few thoughts if they really wanna chase mine
Why they wanna replace mine, chance with the killer when i chase mine
I wear bullet proof transform, leave a number on who made mine
Smoking that gray pine, they save mine
I had to seek it, now i'm one of the ones that can speak it
[mo b. dick]
Yeah you didn't want to listen the first time nigga warned ya.
But now nigga bring that pain to your ass now.
Look where you at, look where you at now nigga.
What?
[kage]
Bitch, you bitch.
The game's survival, follow motto of fiend's eleven hollows
And if i woes my rivals, represent the cash to austin powers
Toss a towel, it's the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayed
Like your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger fuckin gun and ammos
Lay a centerfold who they feel like congo
Fuck a knife when we jump out the bronco
With the four fours, uptown desperado
Hit you with a roy jones combo, this ain't a boat load
To your afro, murder you, come to your funeral
Buck and peel low, it's a new time, here's the intro
Fuck with fiend, you die, lose your vitals
[o'dell]
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to london
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12. _ Ak'n Bad
[fiend]
Uh huh.
That's them there.
That's them there.
[fiend/skull duggery]
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, yes i am, yes i am
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
[skull duggery]
Like the bitch i appear dead in your shit
Make you run from the thoughts nigga, that'll conflict
I maintain in murder hood shit (murder hood shit)
Cause i'm a third ward stunter, uptown roamer,
From second and clara nigga
I get ya, i wet ya, i told ya
Niggas still can get hit and run from that shit
Trying to get to a save havan where he can die at, where he can cry at
Where that lance fill the soul, he cold
As i make it round the block (round the block),
Squeezing hard (squeezing hard)
Forty five nigga, in my right palm (in my right palm)
As i get to your spot, nigga you cold (you cold)
So i left three shots off in you low (every shot in you low)
Cause i told you i'm from the crescent (crescent)
Where you testin (testin)
Big easy nigga, get dirty down and greasy nigga
Nigga, feed my mind with the evil thoughts,
I don't give a fuck (i don't give a fuck)
Cause i told ya nigga, i'm ak'n bad (i'm ak'n bad)
[fiend/skull duggery]
We ak'n bad, ak'n bad, yes i am, yes i am
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
[fiend]
Bring it where the dirt lies cause i was seeking it to destroy
Under twenty five and i caused a killer to die and i'm unemployed
I takes no joy up in another mans pain
But in my mind somehow i hate to find the word called strain
Obtain machan' before you place me in the game
I'm a survivor, watch they holler when i let loose this thang
And i'm swamp and gumbo living
So if yall niggas coming with 'em, 'fore i rid 'em
Yall better talk some senses in 'em
Cause new orleans niggas don't yap where i'm from
Bust backs with a gun, up in the club, get to clapping and swung
And my bullets don't hum, they burn
And it ain't no aftermath if you catch a nigga ak'n bad
I make this loud shit sound good, knock on wood
Who am i, little nigga up to no good, out the hood
Watch me show you what i could, i got with a spatch' and a half
Look at my lyrical habit for cabbage, bitch you see me ak'n bad
[fiend/skull duggery]
We ak'n bad, ak'n bad, yes i am, yes i am
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
[mystikal]
How many niggas yall know will come in this bitch
Take out an album and drum on the track
How many niggas yall know even gonna try to come close
To doin what i done on the track
I'm the one on the track, smoking like i'm blowing a blunt on the track
I'm out in front of the track, bustin like a forty five gun on the track
Yall know what i know yall better step aside and let the best come in
And yall niggas that talkin that shit yall really better catch some wind
You fuckin with fiend, you fuckin with skull, you fuckin with me
I'll fuck you up the same time i fuck up the beat
You can't stop ak'n bad, ak'n bad
I gets way up in your ass, in your ass
I gets paid a lotta cash, lotta cash
Oh ah ah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bitch i'm hard and i will roll, i'm still cold
Twenty eight years old (got plenty more) got plenty more
Bitch i'm the man, cars hanging out the garage,
Lights on top of flashing pads
Like my little brother reece i'll take a licking and keep on
[fiend/skull duggery]
We ak'n bad, ak'n bad, yes i am, yes i am
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad
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13. _ They Don't Hear Me
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
I'm the hardest thing out here, watch a young nigga doubt this here
About this here, nothing really taking me out this here
I got this here, smoking plenty pot this year
You see this afro, sometimes i stash my rocks in here
I keeps it hot in here, i gots no fear
Let me give a shout out to my boy, bitch my glock in here
Who really wanna test the tank, well then come stop this here
A lyrical come come this jones is on top in here
Get a glock in here, who say my beats don't knock in here
Womp, womp, swerlin birds about your lock in here
Not in here, nigga watch this here
I keeps the dub about the give it the fuck up
Cause somebody gonna pop they top in here.
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
I don't think they hear me
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
I don't think they hear me
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
I don't think they hear me
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
I don't think they hear me
Got up the game for bigger cash, keep one up in the hand just to let that
Trigger blast i'm smoking weed just to keep from whippin ya'll niggas ass
Wanna picture that, a bucked up coming out faces screaming out gimme that
You wanna get it back, to the streets ain't no such thangs as lend me that
Cause where i'm from, these streets is where you kill to be pealed
And what you claim bitch you better be real
Heard me, uh, and the way i feel i need me a bill
And you should know tank doggs don't heal
Uh, i'm the ghetto vet, my partner car pullisin', lately listenin' back
I woulda turned firm when a mack that would didn't blast
Fiend, get it on jones, ain't nothing sweet
Your guns from heat cause no limit still run the streets
Woo
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
I don't think they hear me
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
But i don't think they hear me
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
But i don't think they hear me
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
You don't wanna fuck around me dogg
But i don't think they heard me
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14. _ Been Thru It All
Yeah nigga
Fiend nigga
Nineteen nigga nigga nigga what
Me and mr. magic in this motherfucker
And let yall know we done been thru it all
(verse 1) fiend
I done been thru it all lettin the dope pop
Meanin let that one drop
We left and slung rocks
Spit on cops before the sun drop
Behind 4 grams ?
Say no damn man no one stand
This ghetto coolant
Toss my hot shotty
In the veteran pen
Store bitches rent
Remove feds tappin my niggas benz
Burn twice the same bitch
So i guess i just burn twice
I kept on waterin it in light
For points hit with dice
My supper was eggs and rice
Badge up in my phone ribs
Retaliated that was just a block from my crib
Survive snitches that hate
Bitch that work with undercovers
Lost friends and my brothers
And i'm still tryin to cover
(chorus) fiend magic
I done been thru it all
So what you used to like kill niggas
I done been thru it all
So what you was like a dope dealer
Bitch i been thru it all
So what you used to like jack niggas
Nigga i been thru it all
(verse 2) magic
Yeah
I think yall niggas really fucked up
I kill niggas i feel niggas i peel niggas
Thats not to mention what i did when i was a lil nigga
I been thru it all no nigga goin bother me
I was in the 7th grade actin reckless jackin niggas on canal street
I been in the game since a nigga was sellin puffers
I never watched a fight cause i was always in a scuffle
You cant out-hustle a hustler
I was born with this thug in my blood
And since it takes one to know one
Then show this nigga some love
Im a two thousand soldier
You can catch me in my navi blowin dolja
With a .45 by my side cause i can remember being vicious
It aint been long since i've been broke so i kill a nigga for lookin suspicous
Paranoid about my money
Im tryin to make a couple a mill
So i can see how many lots i can fill
Its mr. fuckin m-a-g-i-c
And meant any you dont wanna fuck wit me
Cause i done been thru it all
(chorus) magic fiend
So what you was locked up or somethin
I been thru it all
Oh so you was the one who used to rock it up or somethin
Bitch i done been thru it all
Oh you the nigga that rob a nigga shop or somethin
I been thru it all
(verse 3) magic fiend
Man you niggas know me
I done been shot i done been stabbed
I done got jumped and fucked up
Well i was kidnapped
Had a gat on my back
And used all my luck up
But still im in your face screamin 9th ward nigga
And i'm a 17 survivor hustlin for the bucks
You niggas is scared of me afraid of me
You dont want our troubles
They wanna prepare for me
Take care of me but our bullets come in couples
Yall remember these two niggas is causin the game
Or we goin cock bust and scream our?
(chorus) fiend magic
So what you was like a seventeen head buster
I been thru it all
Cause i know i was 9th ward dome crusher
I been thru it all
Man them niggas dont know us right
Bitch i been thru it all
Them niggas dont know us right
You gotta understand that though
Know what im sayin?
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15. _ Talk It How I Bring It
Fiend(verse 1):
I'm from the city where they ride around town
Windows half down
Pissed and disgusted ready to blow a half pound
Bodies been to lost and found, around wantin' my crown
Gun shots sounds evil faces and ash mounds
Problems how nigga saw with 38 that revolve
Give a fuck how smaller talk, wouldn't go through it all..bitch!!!
I'm dirty as i wanna be and nobody harming me
Honey, money, got ...these niggas steadly swarming me
When the fuck will my hustle stop, oh now dog you don't know
Just kill yo-self and invite me to your funeral
I'm microphone charmed, the coldest thing born
Come at me wrong givin' reasons for your family to mourn
Chorus:
Thats why i talk it like i bring it
Bring it like i talk it (whomp)
The life i live some niggas are scared to walk it
So i talk it like i bring it
Bring it like i talk it (whomp)
The life i live some niggas are scared to walk it
Verse 2:
I hit the block when the coppers leave
Walking the ghetto passed out marijuana(?) tree
Follow me, going to get a ounce of coki-ana leaves
See the beef(?)
Whats up with cha carin' the boys done started stackin'
Cause all i wanted was money bitches and cars
Cuz i've gone to war, with niggas from different checks and boulevard
Representin' my ward, my brotha's made me hard now
Ain't scared to live or scared to die
Got niggas that been jailed for years
Don't ask me why
I'm 265.....for the pride, niggas are rimmed high
And screaming killa you could see it in my eye
My kind don't testify, get on the stand and cry
I bring it were u lie, keep a bitch for an aliby
Thats why i talk it like i bring it
Bring it like i talk it (whomp)
The life i live some niggas are scared to walk it
So i talk it like i bring it
Bring it like i talk it (whomp)
The life i chose some niggas are scared to walk it
So i talk it like i bring it
Bring it like i talk it (whomp)
The life i live some niggas are scared to walk it
So i talk it like i bring it
Bring it like i talk it (whomp)
The path i chose some niggas are scared to walk it
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16. _ Heart Of A Ghetto Boy
This one, this one so fresh i'm still reading it off the paper man
It's just one of dem' nights you, you know fuck it
If ya'll don't never hear nothing again from me
You know it was said here
Right over here
My people screamed for revenge
So fiend was called upon
Job description was get it on
Protect your mental, heart and your dome
You may die cause' of your tone
Young, black and strong
I was meant and sent
Cause' some of the real was all gone
Since birth til' now i got holes in my t-shirt
From fighting with anybody that wants to see me hurt
Took it needle and blood
Second and first love
Fuck giving a fuck
Blame me not the drugs
I motivates myself
Grab a rocket off my shelf
A extra match and now i'm feeling like myself
Without help i could spot and just kill a decoy
Really end what i destroyed
With a heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
In a heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
In a heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
Man i ain't got no million dollars
I'm still in the ghetto
Hear me holler
Mr. 5-0 dollar
Trying to break nobody's collar
Wanting to give the baby something to follow
But shit i'm smoking like coffee lids
Trying to deal with what is
Screaming letta nigga live
And don't kick the door in my crib
I was off he even found where i lived
Now is it a crime to be black?
And walk the streets wit' cha' gat?
To protect family knock somebody off the map
Distributing crack to put clothes on they back
I did it, and still do it if thats where i'm at
But see i'm best where i'm at
Up in this sack right into this back wood
Wanting everyday to be that good
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
With a heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
In a heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
Yeah i been facing the depths of hell
For how long?
23 years
And i choose to speak my mind even if its my career
The only fear that i discovered ain't returned and ain't coming
And the faith that i have ain't in no car in no woman
Everyday i'm stumbling to a smarter me
A harder me
Revealing my strength for they try to swallow me
I done read what they didn't want me to read
Learn to need what they didn't want me to need
Shit look i really gotta house full of guns
A couch full of ones
Just in case i don't understand the outcome that life taught
Let me leave you with this thought
Why the lion needed courage and he already had heart....
Of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
In a heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
In a heart of a ghetto boy
You have a souljah thats ready to die
Now in the heart of a ghetto boy (why why why)
(why why why)
If you ask him to live he'll probably say why (why why why)
Why why why
Live live live
Why why why
Live live live
Why why why
Live live live
Why why why
In the heart of a ghetto boy
In every man young man old man
There lies one
In the heart of a ghetto boy
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