Two states We want two states North and south Two, two states Forty million daggers Forty million daggers Forty million daggers Forty million daggers
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feedback They need that, like I need my weed sack Take a toque, wacha Where were we at? Oh, California the golden state Controllin' states, pushin' weight
live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power Is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state And our fate, is a lifetime
' off illin, off a hydro Put it on a rapper like they work in El Tambo Here to make a statement, not on your game You're gon' catch it like the pavement
*two gun shots* It's a story about two brothers, Rob and Vic Grew up in the world alone God forgot about them, hmm Forced to fend for themselves In the
my way through the game Rowdy lil' youngin', was the snotty nosed youngin' E'rybody lil' youngin' They only youngin' out huggin' that pavement For paper and was shoveling pavement
life in the state pen So I dread like Jamaicans If I die for one of my statements Than break up the streets of Compton and spill my blood in the pavement
the state pen, so I dread like Jamaicans If I die for one of my statements Then break up the streets of Compton, spread my blood in the pavement Believe
Always into somethi'n, like Snoopy, the Beagle People, grab a tight hold of the sound Hard, snatchin' raw papes off the shelves Blowin' up spots from state to state
road leavin' this town A hoping that dog ain't got a full load leavin' this town The state built new routes just for travel they got the pavement and
one spoke this language except some dude at the BE See we found a bond, it was just an excuse to cut us off But you damn right, the only two dudes rapping
(DC Pierson) I got the empire state now I'm working on the next part Trying to build an empire, I'm wishing on the Death Star I murdered the dish, I eloped
basement Now I get the place bent like some Einstein from the pavement, you sit back in amasement I write graffiti like some caveman To the future of two
way through the game Rowdy lil youngin', was the snotty nosed youngin' E'rybody lil youngin' They only youngin' out huggin' that pavement For paper, and was shoveling pavement
[two gun shots] It's a story about two brothers, Rob and Vic Grew up in the world alone God forgot about them, hmm Forced to fend for themselves In the
