til I'm dead, hateful heads, we under Allah's protection Essence of life, one second, after the blastin I wonder, is Heaven truly everlastin? I'm askin, I
, matching like Santa If I could just reach my hammer He bust two shots, I played mice Ran to the spot were the sun was at Quickly he was blinded by
when you least expect it Hit him in the vital pressure points that injure But I'm really not violent, I meditate in silence But I was taught, give
my own risk if I may Delay to spray with my AK and put it to rest Yes we have. There have been riots, ahh, rioting, well I don't wanna say Rioting but
I still breathe, leave I'm alive I'll never see 25 Yet still I can feel, I'm real When it all happened I was in the lime light News, camera, gaven killer
all these killaz wit me (ya) But you should be afraid of me [Mack Mane Verse] Young veteran, soon to be OG Plus I spit like a crack head wit no teeth I
shine and son knowin' you're a fallen star I see the look in your eyes when I pass you in my car I been felt the vibe so I played you from afar Your
rhythms Of children livin' brutalized My ears became used to the vibes of ruined lives Sounds in the chamber I was hidden in was so spine-tinglin' I was
and then they gone Plus she was all up in my business Askin' 'bout my cases Knew what I was charged with And wanna know what I'm facin' Heard I keep
him a short message Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way around But I got some soft white that's sure to come back brown I get that butter
it, I was too young to leave the house I'm tryin' to see the World, runnin' the streets without a care I remember it well 'cause I was there I remember
wrieffer out Peep it, I was too young to leave the house I'm tryin' to see the world, runnin' the streets without a care I remember it well 'cause I was
parole or probation Now this is a young man's summer vacation No chance for rehabilitation 'Cause look at the motherfuckin' years that I'm facin' I'm
sockin Keep dem 9 mill's rockin No place is this place I dwell, cross every states House Compton cell mates Tossed souls get torn 1-5-9, I represents us the day I was
not cry this time See a bum on the street that you think you recognize Young kid never looked so bad when he was only 4 foot high 6 o'clock runnin' home, I
man, and i'm sure Yoko is just as violent just as well. We're violent people, you know. I prefer myself when i'm non-violent. I prefer me friends when
I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I was raised, the little