and methods to keep you behind bars Who rules the planet the people who's over dim? The president ain't number one he got powers controlling him Long before 9
I know a nature; I've been try'na to rise above it for years Money's not the root of all evil, the love of it is The real Devil is right behind you,
the livin', bow only to God The coke's tokes and tell-lie-vision violence already got me scarred Disregard what the devil allowed on my set This city's number
anywhere you go It ain't safe to show your face in the ghetto Cause it done got around, everybody knowin yous a hoe Don't be actin down now Your days are numbered
fuck with and who you don't fuck with Cause the shit get wild y'all Keep your mind on your riches, Baby Keep your mind on your riches 9-1-1 its
Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute+ Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect mine Fuck the dumb shit - and get my Tec-9 And if they approach us A-ight
thing man.." [Verse Two] Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherfuckin L.M. It's the number one crew in the area
up) Don't go (Y'know the deal) Rapper Noyd, rapper P, Nas, Havoc To the exit, niggas we out! What up! (The Infamous) It's over baby (Fuck 9-6 to 9-7)
car Said do you want to buck em' Rough koopsta Shirt i knew your hurt Take the bridge back Take a bag with them slugs Sentence see your gone son Devils
up under my mattress My conscience is black and it?s strange Cause i murdered a bitch, and the devil just rushin my time With this 9 in my hand causin
Im Waitin On Dude But Not Devin Kno Da Feds Wonder Who No Clue Im Not Tellin We Vintage Hustlers Throwback Gangstas From "87" Extremly Rare I Swear Im Like Number 9
Let me get a chop at this lumber niggas From da down underground are hangin' around the A-Town Lookin' for a come up, workin' from 9 to 5 Just to get
the back of a slave on a ship back in the days at times waking up is slap in the face but the passion of one whose flesh was torn away by the cat of 9
conspiracy theory but hear me Throw a business perspective, it makes more sense clearly Cause moreover, that's what we go to war over And numbers don'
you eye guess the devil got a brand new fool [Chorus] 2 all the haterz on the internet somebody's lookin' at you No more candy 4 you they got ur number