It was the usual crowd growing up All good, all bad, ALL UGLY They were like brothers ?cause we all felt the same The future tore them away Born with
, kill one of mine, I'mma kill one of yours It ain't bitin' for base, but they still want it raw Y'all niggaz think y'all do dirt, we do it more My man
it Got a hundred different styles that will guide you through it I'm the ghost of this shit, I provide you fluid Never crack sidewalks or ride the sewers
this sickness I robbed my adversaries, but slipped and left a witness Wonder if they'll catch me, or will this nigga snitch Should I shoot his bitch, or
make it always so optimistic If you don't listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it I pray for justice when we go to court Wish it was all
And it's all about my niggaz, won't mention hoes Keep it tight on all four corners, warrant search Po' po' and co's they all get merked, it go Y'all
) Modern day (Society you know?) See what it's like to walk in my shoes It ain't all fun and games (You heard?) Yo, yo, I'm sick and tired of stressin
the Bible out here It spirals out here, cars and kings too That?s the only thing this summer gon' bring you I seen it all, man, they love it when I
jail Take a spin or I'll snap your neck The clicker's landed, let me check The Jokey, hey, it ain't bad at all We just cut your face off and slap your
'all would too if you see my woman Y'all know what we 'bout to do This shit here 'bout as sick as the flu Drunk motherfuckers wanna vomit on my shoe
always be his queen It's some dumb things, see him in the party, start to flip Curses him out on the regular, just to make him sick Disappear for a day or
when they nod like they really alive You ain't shit without your homeboys, y'all ain't no grown boys I feel it all and no voice, now you stuck with
no place to go Where you find me? 16 on Death Row 16 on Death Row It's to all my partners in the penitentiaries 16 on Death Row
song to Anybody who done ever lost somebody To the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell I done been in situations where I had To cope with all three
in jail, fuck the death sentence All I know is that I need mad cash in a flash Before I gotta kill somebody ass Might as well be in jail or dead 'Cause
my chest, and see my heart pump the last ounce of life -- for livin, it's a price Til then, when it's over, kamikaze Strictly, I'm takin all you motherfuckers
? Dave, all my niggaz at radio Retail, all the DJs, you know what it is All my Boston niggaz, Atlanta niggaz All my New York niggaz, what's happenin'? You know All
