east side doubt is in your heart shattering your mind making you feel low it gives you a hard time see me under dark show me all your scars show me all your
you makin my nigga, you better just stay in your square, And I'm here the Killas and Thieves, Pimps, Pussies is on the prawl, If the find you out of your
high. While you call yourself a thug, that's how I feel inside. And we don't wanna hurt nobody, -body, but your fuckin' with us, and we shootin' up the
you look around nothin' but soldiers Sickside do or die big money holders I know you, you got a chip on your shoulder Walk around talkin' like your runnin
don't trip, pleasure Now, sixteen times for the mind thieves For my thinking in tell and I am Erica Counter fits don't stop the wettest of us we Brooklyn
right there, but you scared that they gon bust Cause they crazy, but them crazy niggaz bleed like us See I'm one shot thru the heart like Cupid Y'all
Were tearin' up your lawn, we got herds of lincolns Step into your crib and have your whole house stinkin' Don't blink and don't think were soft Hide your money and your
can do it twice When I'm called on to bust, wanna get yo brawl on with us Can't ball with us, too hard to touch 22 Fuckin' up they callin' us Im the
world vanish We the banished and outlawed wander Hither and yonder Like dogs gone hungry Funky and angry and sometimes ugly Drums like drugs have turned us
leave? Is it happiness like we were taught to believe? Is it hell for us, something like eternal jail for us? I feel for us, cause my niggas 'll kill for us
I'm the burning in your throat when you swallow And then you spit me out, your stomach full of doubt Now you're faking every word out of your mouth And
bystander waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life
money...) (Good as new, good as new, good as new, good as new...) [Aesop] Next time think, 39 thieves, quicker than 40 winks, raise your drinks, 39 thieves
as the body heat you feel when you close your eyes That's so much of a lie, you can leave your hair dyed and scorch your roots As the truth hits your
something's reaching out Vibrations, can you hear them now? Please help us, we're running out of time My brothers, we are deathly out of line I feel
Uncut like four hookers We're stealin and killin and ball ?®til the law book us We [? ? ? ? ? ] your [? ? ? ? ? ] like Uh-oh to y'all crookers Like no
I supposed to feel? What am I supposed to feel? There's no feeling in this place. The echoes of the past speak louder than Any voice I hear right now
