of the revolution And then they try to blame us for drug distribution We don't own no factories and we don't own no planes California ain't the place
lost Don't think 'cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust
is lost Don't think 'cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly,
many fake gangsta rappers will I hear tonight? It don't matter, 'cause the real don't care You know I'ma gonna get mine, so I'ma let 'em get theirs
We done checked these ***, met these *** Man, I don't respect these *** I'm a real motherf*** T H U G Original hate to be a critic, but yo' *** I ain't
man to respect Disrespect your man Put my hand 'round his neck It's no other than Gudda Gudda man Still 'bout my money Nigga, fuck another man I'm on
don't know how to act I don't know how to act He don't know how to act And I don't know how to stop And I don't know how to quit Blowin' on in the trouble
, I just can't stand The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak Cause I don't sell records in the
For you actin' tought cats, but in your heart you scream I read your body languo You want violence and don't wanna mingle You want a challange get it
get some get right like mac mall 'Cuz it act like you can?t rap at all We havin' jobs and swingin' on platinum balls So don?t get flat on your walls
punk ass niggaz East coast nigga, West coast We don't give a fuck Talk shit get shot, nigga That's how we feel, nigga Niggaz get killed, Caps get peeled
coast nigga, West coast We don't give a fuck Talk shit get shot, nigga That's how we feel, nigga Niggaz get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' with Cypress
cube) Gunz (cube) Throw ya hands up what up now (it don't stop) South bronx represent that, brooklyn represent that (it don''t stop)<---overlaps last line--->(it don't
wasn't practical I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, track for your fancy In fact I can't see, or can't imagine A man who ain't a lover of beats or
Thyme Hey yo what's up man? Hey yo you been here all day man Ya'll been here every weekend man I don't ever get a chance to rap first man! That
I'm much older, lyrical clap MC's If you don't know by now, let me aquaint you with my steez (C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time Niggaz
voice is charmin me Not flexible, your style needs to be twisted Plus your name's unlisted Rhymes are tough like gristle, watch the boy sizzle Your brainstorms don't
one chocolate ty bud Niggaz, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop Fools get sprung when they get
