truth is you see troops, not children. You smile and you pretend, as you hand guns out to my friends. You sell these kids a new beginning. You smile and you pretend, as you
grave i'm sending em Give me the rock and i'ma run it back To all my young niggas out thurr stugglin I hope you make a jack where you at. (Nate Dogg)
you but my friends call me Damien and I'ma put you into somethin' about this game we in You and me could take it there and you'll be the hottest nigga
Shit, heard he sells cracks on the block caught a body Listen to his raps, he calls himself John Gotti Officer, officer, please don't be bias Don't you know all
It's all for you No way to fill my shoes 'cause all I do I do for you Yo, I tried to hold back, I can't hold back Y'all could be all that, I want it
you just go and change it all You turned my spring to fall I needed you you know But when the love is gone it's time to go If you don't think I mean
I'll be movin' on So far from where you are Should I let you know the code Cause you wasn't what you seemed And now I'm wishin on all the rainbows That
CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP! If you're cracking up... IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP! Why don't you pack it up! WHY DON'T YOU PACK IT UP! And find
you what you need Lemme talk to you See I knew you was a dime when I met you on Broadway Told you, you was fly, you said, that's what they all say I
grave i'm sending em Give me the rock and i'ma run it back To all my young niggas out thurr stugglin i hope you make a jack where you at. [Nate Dogg] [
to give you a ride and drop you off on Manchester and Broadway, at half past five Since old people don't trust young niggaz none you gotta be disguised
?" I said, "Nigga you don't check my bitch like I ain't standin' here Now I told you that this woman sells pussy for me You and her ain't the two, and
't felons no more, they straight tellin' Ain't nothing worse than a rat, you can't smellin' And ain't nothing worse than a track, you can't sellin'
fifth, uh You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh You be fronting
other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't stop (I can't stop) I really don't care about those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't stop (I can't
we wouldn't make it, fuck you (Fuck you) Talk with a heart full of hatred, fuck you (Fuck you) And you said we wouldn't cake it, fuck you (Fuck you)
Yeah, I don't give a fuck Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too Fuck you rappers, fuck the industry Fuck anybody who don't fuck with me This is the Pendemic