sat around and counting seconds i'm sick and tired of everything think i might be going insane 'cause i'm bored out of my brain i'ts like this everyday
You think Oakland, California, is a city of punks It only takes a second to pop the trunk And just like that, you know it's real You're in the right damn
Smokers fiendin, the drama got me thinkin How I need to play as if I was a Stylistic And stop and look and listen Take a second out to count my blessings
laughter after which bring them tears I seen it comin' and knew it was a plot Legislation had a plan to kill hip hop I got wind from a snitch, I kept
them laughter after which bring them tears I seen it comin' and knew it was a plot Legislation had a plan to kill hip hop I got wind from a snitch I
the heat from my niener Or you gone be the, next unsolved murder case, No damned description nigga 'cause only you saw my face But it's far too late for snitch
2 Excedrin I'm the one twice over I'm the new 11 And if I die I'ma do it reppin' I never do a second I swear niggaz be eyeing me all hard And lying
A migraine, take two Excedrin I'm the one twice over I'm the new eleven And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it second I swear niggas be eyein
when you are free again counting every second of every minute but youA've got two more years to live here in this cell inthe city jail of nowhere counting
spew stale venom (uh) not mine I hung my hammock in the bed room But when the potentially lucrative race wars get steaded I wake up for a second and help the betters count
You think Oakland California is a city of punks It only takes a second, to pop the trunk And just like that you know it's real You're in the right damn
You think Oakland California is a city of punks It only takes a second to pop the trunk And just like that you know it's real You're in the right damn
and I count my money carefully Bet your fuckin ass ain't nobody ever jack me, see [Chorus - Brother Ali] - 2X - ("you's" replaced by "you" the second
migraine, take two excedrin I'm the one twice over I'm the new eleven An if I die I'm a do it reppin, I never do a second I swear niggas be eyein me all
dropped a dime to get some days dropped I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, moody like a old hag Shit gone get hella stanky if you square snitch-ass sucka butt-ass
venom? Not mine... I hug a hammock in the bedlam And when the potentially lucrative race horse gets deaded I'll wake up for a second to help the betters count
, saying his A's and B's He love Scooby Doo, Spongebob and Chucky Cheese Started school early, he was counting that too They told me no more fucking up, he counting
