dead 'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no. No, I can't get it out of my head, no, I can't get it out of my head. Now my old world is gone for dead
my back 'Cos it's hard being black If it ain't the other It's my own color Tryin' to work me Tryin' to hurt me Ain't no L O V E Please tell me why, dear
flow is next? Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see if you can hold
been When I'm unconditional with my loving And at the C L E V E L A N D And we get bucked on the block, block, block, block And nigga remember I said
industry shit Somehow I'm feelin' like what I deserve I didn't get But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my head up And show my loyalty for Eazy E
Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
beat with it jig with it Hustlers play for keep with it so I keep my heat with it (A bay bay thats my song turn it up) Im with my folks whether they right
nigga Uhh uhh yo-yo, uhh, yo They say it ain't where you from that it's where you at But where I'm from, y'all can tell, don't matter where I'm at Born
-A, microphone wrecker E-D The O, the U, the B, the L to the E Rocking on, word is born, so abandon ship My name is Erick Sermon now want some and I'll
, just because I ain't sharin' it If the check ain't seven digits, I'm tearin' it If the 'Tics can't fit in my whip then I ain't steerin' it Bomb that
been listening? I can't let you go since I know what I'm missing And can you fell it in my touch That I want you so much, and it's all good It's all
cowards You better check tha Y E L A W O L F Buddy I'm in ya ash tray like a toenail clip Flick, flick the cherry, don't ash on my sofa I'm on some new
pound of weed and get sold You going crazy, can't understand Why you never face me? Don't foil the plan! Head-to-head combat, I'm on that mission You
] Well it's the A to the jigga jigga G Rolling with my brother, no other, P-I-C [WW] Parter in crime if you didn't catch the rhyme [AG] My brother, my man, my
was it that Judd you know how it go all my partnas cut, all my partnas tight we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam some
can't grow until I find my soul Stuck on 25 but hopefully I'll survive, I'll make it Receiving hard pain from L.O.V.E., but I'll take it [Chorus x2
way to the Golden Gate A nigga like me, can't wait Just to make it, to another day Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way When I come around
