No regrets, no shame but there?s hell to pay I hear them calling me Some sins don?t wash away I?ve got hell to pay
escape No regrets, no shame but there?s hell to pay I hear them calling me Some sins don?t wash away I?ve got hell to pay
tricks me It's time to sanitize my posse Look how paranoid these niggas got me Cellular calls are being traced Since surveillance silently Momma chill Thug livin pay
that strong And now it's Russel and Kimora even Jordan and Wanita And to top it off Brad left Jen for Angelina! What the hell is going on in this World
pay for the crime There's a lot of nights that I lay in my cell And I can't understand why this hell this hell and this terror That I have been going
better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you Blast you, hit 'em up like 'Pac did Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay
eyes, you're terrorized Don't be surprised, I see my reflection like a mirror in your eyes Every thing gots a price, but you got a price to pay I sold
eyes Your tempature rise, You're terrorized Don't be surprised, I see my reflection like a mirror in your eyes Every thing gots a price, but you got a price to pay
my niggaz, you bound to see a profit I'm New York's livin' legend, the streets know me well Stand in the line of fire, it's gonna to be hell You're dancin
They killed my baby, oh, God, they killed my baby (Order in the court, order in the court) I will make you pay for this you murderers (Order in the court
the ground And everybody heard about the Compton sound Criminals to drug dealers grouped with skan'less hoes To the baby kids making the hood grow Can you feel me? Gotta make my pay
better lesson when I roll better think twice so better beware, Flesh and snare ya, better we got Armageddon bringin' the terror, terror -Refrain
of dirt! The bosses welcome knock me down Kiss my ass! I'll get you someday Revenge is sweet and I will make you pay Just you wait and see, there's
children's cries Screams are his music, lightning his guide Raping the darkness, d-d-death by his side Chants rise in terror, free round the oaken
aboard the Celestial Shuttle For all those with the money, just tender up the fare Just tender up the fare It looked like we stopped at the mouth of Hell
