am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking King of my jungle, just a gangster stalking Living life like a firecracker, quick is my fuse Then dead as a
the damn police Called up my friend Joe, a roof job pro 459 on his mind car stereos He said the spot was sleep, he cased the joint a week 3 a.m. on the
But black people trip Cause white people like me White people like me But don't like them What's the fuck up Are you my friend? Hell no, you're a racist
Cause if you fuck with me or any of my friends You'll get killed, point blank "Excuse me sir, Officer Johnson, Internal Affairs We'd like to have a few
with the ruff, terror The paranoid, gots to get the boy Get your steel 'cuz I feel like a headbanger Yah, I got a gang of shits Styles guns my Uzzie wieghts a
to jump off, it's real black hardcore Band called Bodycount, and a, on some of the records I'm like layin' Some vocals on it and a, I got a tape of it
Put her on a tab now she rolling like a baby stroller Im the freshest n-ggas seen Whippin in my jeans Shoot ya lights out im like bredick with the beam Life a
like it's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot
count on you like a good friend Radio, radio Tell me what I wanna know, wanna know I've been wide awake staying up all night Waiting for a song that
you seem You gotta keep your head on what you do today Keep holdin? on 'cause help is on the way When outta the blue your buddies appear They?re like instant friends
what I did with the raw Pick a time, let's pick apart some stores Pick a weekend for freakin' for figure fours I figure frauds never hit a lick before
love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like diamonds I don't need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends I don't need love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like
beats you 'til your black and blue and decides just when your in or when your out 'cuz when your through your through theres a cafe round the corner from the home i call a
And it seems like the end of my life Beyond and before Time like gold dust brings mind down Time like gold dust brings mind down
with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again Ooh ooh ooh They don't know how long it takes Waiting for a love like
plastic, twin to match it Ice white like some Star Wars space gun Though, that ain't how they come my friend make 'em Sleek wit 'em like a L.A. nigga
not brittle And a friend is a friend Is a friend to the end and it's oh so simple A man is a man and a woman is a woman But the times we are living in
to my friends when I found a fine beat cos I like to play a rhythm where the rhythm plays me play it all day on a balcony above the street where old