. Prepare to give this my all. This is my life and I won't let it slip through the hands of time. Stand tall, look to the future. This war is ours. We
with the flow let's go yo Can you rock to a house groove tempo? If so, then shall we let the games begin? What better off position can you be in?
the chips were down you just laughed at us now you bout to feel the wrath of aftermath, faggots you gon see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the f-ck we
, we unholy. Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too ?? on a land hell. Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it. Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be
hugs You my peoples when I see you I embrace you with love Yeah I be the one to come and get you out of the hole Yeah you be the one to run and leave
, you're leaving me You wish that one day you could have this Come on, you know the time, just be thankful for the rhyme And get up on the wrath of
Hit record on my dope remote I heard my phone ringin', I wonder who could it be It was the E, the V, yes the I L E He said, "We got static, word, I just
When the chips were down, you just laughed at us Now you 'bout to feel the fucking wrath of aftermath, fagots You gon' see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the fuck we
that wid him Now that we still thugging Spitting as we run away from prison Nigga we still running But the bad bad boyz is still coming Nobody wanna start this revolution How could they be
reefer smoke all up inside me. Layzie: We jumpin' up out from the hood. We bailin'. We thuggin'. We lookin' like crooks. The terror be fatal, ready to roll, now we
to get you, nigga we'll split you, runnin' pretty bold cool. But harnish the streets, to get yo' body soon, and I doubt if we'll miss you, we hackin'
be Young, rich and famous bitches can't get enough of me And they runnin' up on me usually in groups of them But not just everyday but you could never be
the chips were down you just laughed at us Now you bout to feel the fucking wrath of Aftermath, faggots You gone see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the f-ck we
the sight you see before your eyes This is for all of my niggas that are RIP s You ain't missin' of life, ain't what this should be I pass a car soon
you learn that in the basics Better cherish your aces, bullets in the faces of the jokers We laugh at fire, nigga, we smokers Sittin' on the sofa, puffin' the hash, nigga, we
art to his fist as he swings Oh man, what a beautiful thing And death slides close to me Won't grow old to be A junkie whineo creep Hollywood glamorized my wrath
, you're leaving me You wish that one day you could have this Come on, you know the time, just be thankful for the rhyme And get up on the wrath of my
