the back of the line And we'll work our way slow to the start Yes we'll work our way slow to the start Yes we'll work our way slow to the start
never know, if you don't really try There's so many fast frames Quick cuts and a million stars Can make you wonder Can make you dream ahead from the start
More and more dropping out ItA?s happening right now Each and every day Watch it all come apart No stopping what they start Oh yeah here we are This
And we'll be cool, touch it and you's a fool Look, I'll get you hooked, ya'll crooks might even move To Atlanta, Georgia, get a wife and daughter Start
All I see is a BP and I'm in the middle of nowhere I'm ready for whatever and I know the routine Before I get out the whip I check the gun magazine
with us on a hidden island We eat and live off of berries and bison And on the weekends we'll take the kids to the drive-in So we can teach them all
A few chicks runnin started pullin they pants up A few stopped actin like my private dancer But a lightbulb hit once they started to neglect me See there
the outside Strictly for the juggalos, bitch, I thought you knew 'Cuz we sealing up the mainstream ears with crazy glue So they can't hear a word we say We
settee Oh, a lot is starting to break off Just as you were starting to say Someday I'll propose I don't know These childs in magazines Blue doves in
families We got ecstasy, heroin, crack, cocaine, amphetamine sniff it up... jack it up, blow your fucking brains out We got star wars, race wars...HIV
a magazine Popped it inside the AR-15 Put it aside, round up the regime While you rely on religion, I hold a nine on the mission, to pull fire on your
we hit it off right away. So, we started living together. He'd go to work, he'd come home, I'd mix Him a drink, we'd have dinner. And then I found out
They are all presumed dead, I repeat they are all presumed dead However there are no suspects, I repeat the subjects are at large We might need some backup Inform O'Malley that we
I'm rollin' in the dough So we rolled in the in doe as if the kid didn't know He's lookin' through the window yo while we tryin' to hide it To make a
seventeen Two guns in the upper waist so we hit the block Saw niggaz from a rival gang bumpin Dre Ran up on the '64 and that's all she wrote We runnin
inch cross-fires, you can still hear my speakers/ Dre started gangsta rappin' niggas still sleepin'/ Cashville Ten-e-key, Compton still got 'em cheaper/ Feds on next tails we still carry beepers/ Stash hold everything fire
, verbose; an attempt at getting close to Where he came from. In the doorway of the stars, between blandford street And mars; Proposition, deal. flying
a prize, between your eyes Keep it camouflaged, always disguised We invinsible, ninja through, coming through kid, we indispensible Stand tall, justice for all, we