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Come on, come on
I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living, should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor, and even worse, I'm black
My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
Pull the trigger, kill a n-, he's a hero
Give the cr- to the kids who the hell cares
One less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns, step back, watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
Two shots in the dark, now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
And that's how it's supposed to be
How can the devil take a brother, if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
But things changed, that's the way it is
(Come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (change)
Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is (that's just the way it is for us)
Aww, yeah (hear me)
(Oh no, oh, no) (come on, come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (that's just the way it is) (the way it is)
(Somethings) things will never be the same
(Never be the same yeah, yeah, yeah, aww yeah)
That's just the way it is (the way it is)
Aww, yeah (come on, come on)
I see no changes, all I see is racist faces
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under, I wonder what it takes to make this
One better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'Cause mo' black and white is smokin' cr- tonight
And only time we chill is when we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other (kill each other)
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me, what's a mother to do?
Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you (yeah)
You gotta operate the easy way
(I made a G today) but you made it in a sleazy way
Sellin' cr- to the kid (I gotta get paid)
Well hey, well, that's the way it is
(Come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (change)
Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is (that's just the way it is for us)
Aww, yeah
(Oh no, oh no) (come on, come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (that's just the way it is) (the way it is)
(Somethings) things will never be the same
(Never be the same yeah, yeah, yeah, aww yeah)
That's just the way it is (the way it is)
Aww, yeah (aww, yeah, aww, yeah)
We gotta make a change
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
And let's change the way we treat each other
You see, the old way wasn't working
So it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive
And still I see no changes, can't a brother get a little peace?
There's war in the streets and war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty, they got a war on drugs
So the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime, I ain't have to do
But now, I'm back with the facts givin' 'em back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up
Crack you up and pimps smack you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
They get jealous when they see ya, with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops, they can't touch this
I don't trust this, when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool, you say it ain't cool?
My mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the paybacks
Some buck that I roughed up way back
Comin' back after all these years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat, that's the way it is
That's just the way it is (the way it is, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is (the way it is)
Aww, yeah (somethings will never change) (oh my)
(You're my brother, you're my sister)
That's just the way it is (the way it is, the way it is)
Things will never be the same
(You're my brother, you're my sister)
That's just the way it is
Aww, yeah (somethings will never change)
Big Syke, Nuke, Hank, Beugard, Big Sur (yeah)
Y'all know how this shit go, you know (all eyez on me)
Mothafuckin' OG, roll up in the club and shit (damn right)
All eyez on me
All eyez on me
Ay, you know what?
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'
Straight to the depths of Hell is where those cowards goin'
Well, are you still down, nigga? Holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the future's in my eyes
'Cause all I want is cash and thangs
A five-double-O Benz, flauntin' flashy rings
Uhh, bitches pursue me like a dream
Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
It seems my main thing was to be major paid
The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor blade
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
One nigga's gettin' jealous and motherfuckers die
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me
We got four niggas in lowriders and ski masks
Screamin' "Thug Life" every time they pass
All eyez on me
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (all eyez on me), 'cause even gettin' high
All eyez on me
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
Hey, to my nigga 'Pac
So much trouble in the world, nigga
Can't nobody feel your pain
The world's changin' everyday, time's movin' fast
My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last?
I'm caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips
Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip
I'm lost in the land with no plan, livin' life flawless
Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this
Mediocre's got a lot of nerve
Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curb
The nervousness neglect make me pack a TEC
Devoted to servin' this Moet and paychecks
Like Akai satellite, nigga, I'm forever ballin'
It ain't right; parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlin'
Sucker, duck and get busted, no emotion
My devotion is handlin' my business, nigga, keep on coastin'
Where you goin'? I been there, came back as lonely, homie
Steady flowin' against the grain, niggas still don't know me
It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit
It ain't funny, niggas don't even know how to act, shit
What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?
Blunts and gin all day, 24 parlay
My little homie G, can't you see I'm buster-free?
Niggas can't stand me, all eyez on me
Live the life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Live the life as a boss player (all eyez on me), 'cause even gettin' high
All eyez on me
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (all eyez on me), 'cause even gettin' high
The feds is watchin', niggas plottin' to get me
Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibility
Givin' me charges, lawyers makin' a grip
I told the judge I was raised wrong and that's why I blaze shit
Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager
On my mobile, callin' big shots on the scene major
Packin' hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law
Bitches I fuck with a passion, I'm livin' rough and raw
Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast lane
Hustle till the mornin', never stopped until the cash came
Live my life as a thug until the day I die
Live my life as a boss player, 'cause even gettin' high
These niggas got me tossin' shit
I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit
Keep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer
Up in the Benz burnin' rubber
The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stress
This criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vest
Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket
Get your money, motherfucker, let's get rich and we'll kick it
All eyez on me
Live the life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Live the life as a boss player (all eyez on me), 'cause even gettin' high
All eyez on me
Live the life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Livin' life as a boss player (all eyez on me), 'cause even gettin' high
All eyez on me
Pay attention, my niggas, see how that shit go?
Nigga walk up in this motherfucker and it be like, "Bing!"
Livin' life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Livin' life as a boss player (bitches) 'cause even gettin' high
Every-motherfuckin'-body
I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin' a nigga, you know?
Livin' life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Livin' life as a boss player (all eyez on me), 'cause even gettin' high
He he he, it's like what they think?
I'm walkin' around with some keys in my pocket or somethin'? (All eyez on me)
They think I'm goin' back to jail, they really on that dope
Livin' life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Livin' life as a boss player (I know y'all watchin' me)
Livin' life as a thug nigga until the day I die (I know y'all got me in the scopes)
Livin' life as a boss player, 'cause even gettin' high (I know y'all know this is Thug Life, baby)
But I'm known
Fucking lil' homies
Everybody ducking, my fucking lil' homies
Lil' homies
Everybody ducking
Just pay attention, here's a story bout my lil' homies
Straight thuggin', lil' bad young motherfucker, you gotta love 'em
You could catch him in his G-Ride clutchin' his glock
Screamin', outlaw, (westside motherfuckers) bustin' on my enemy's block
Educated on these cold streets
Gettin' money, makin' dummies out the police
Ain't no peace for an adolescent nigga to wild to be a thinker
Bud smokin' 24-7, everyday drinking
Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school
Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder, fool
Always the young niggas gettin' in shit
She wouldn't stop to conversate, so you called her a bitch
Bustin' on paper thin motherfuckers
Drinkin' gin before you get to sinnin' on them busters
Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me
Everybody duckin', my fucking lil' homies
Lil' homies on the ride (yeah nigga)
Niggas gonna die tonight, let's get, high tonight
Lil' homies on the mash (my lil' homies)
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
Lil' homies on the ride
Niggas gonna die tonight (die tonight)
Let's get high tonight (high tonight)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
I remember, when we was just a lil' G
Flirtin' with death, playing Russian Roulette
Screamin' "Kill Me! "
Hey there, young nigga, what you smokin' on?
Mad at the world 'cause you came from a broken home?
Love the squad plus your mob is sick
A bunch of adolescent niggas spittin' major shit
Tell me, young nigga, if you died, let me know
Would your heart feel pain, watchin' as your mother cries?
Would all your homies ride?
Or would they all get high, and talk about how you died?
Young niggas on a mission to complete
Getting G's, packin' heat, bringin' havoc to the fuckin' streets
Nobody knows why he took a fo'-fo' and unloaded on the whole front row
(Buck! Buck!)
Try to tell him, but he act like he don't know me
Pull out his pistol and show, my lil homies
Lil' homies on the ride
Niggas gonna die tonight, let's get, high tonight
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
Lil' homies on the ride
Niggas gonna die tonight (die tonight)
Let's get high tonight (high tonight)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
"First 2 Bomb,", "16 On Death Row"
Bustin' on them phony motherfuckers 'cause the big homie said so
Niggas knew, I was a nutcase, quick to blast
Livin' under age but he'll blaze on your bitch ass
Is there a heaven for a G?
And if there is, will I finally get to be at peace?
On these streets ain't no peace, shell shocked shows
Makin' money off of crack sales
Young black male, unable to change, 'cause it's a cycle
Plus nobody knows, the evil that they might do
Lil' Moo, Big Yak, K-Kastro
Big Malc, Hussein call 'em Outlawz
Tellin' the world to be equipped, when these young motherfuckers rip shit
They don't quit, drew down on me
Pulled a pound on me
Bust like they didn't know me, my fucking lil' homies
Lil' homies on the ride (what's up nigga?)
Niggas gonna die tonight
Let's get, high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash (lil' bad ass mother fucking adolescents)
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggaz run the streets (my Lil Homies)
Lil' homies on the ride (what the fuck you niggas wanna do?)
Niggas gonna die tonight (die tonight) (what nigga?)
(My fucking Lil' Homies) Let's get, high tonight (high tonight)
Lil' homies on the mash (16)
Runnin' from all these punk police (15, 13)
'Cause lil' niggaz run the streets (my fucking Lil' Homies)
Lil' homies on the ride
Niggas gonna die tonight (juvenille delinquents)
Let's get, high tonight (ready to bust on you motherfuckers)
Lil' homies on the mash (what the fuck you wanna do nigga? Lil' Homies)
Runnin' from these punk police (they can take your shit over)
'Cause lil' niggaz run the streets (lil' Homies)
Lil' homies on the ride (we robbing motherfuckers)
Niggas gonna die tonight (thuglife)
Let's get, high tonight (outlawz, westside)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police (you know what time it is)
'Cause lil' niggaz run the streets (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the ride (you know what the fuck you gotta do nigga)
Niggas gonna die tonight (outlawz nigga)
Let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home
Dear baby, it's me
Again stuck inside this max pen
Tryin' to pay my debt for all my sins
These is penitentiary times
Be so heavy on my mind
At times it's like I'm livin' just to die
I'm livin' in hell
Stuck in my jail cell
Stranded in the county jail
Waitin' for my chance to post bail
I wanna be paid in large stacks
And mash in fast Jags
I blast and wonder how long will I last
My memories fade when I'm intoxicated
Bustas is shady
So I'm dumpin' on cowards crazy whenever faded
I know I said it all before but now I mean it
Visions of me and you ballin' so crystal clear I see it
Even though you mad at me
You'll be glad to see the strategy
Of makin' these chips comeso easily
I max out in the morning baby life is good
Me and you against the whole hood
Soon as I come home
Grab my strap
Locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get the money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I come home
Sittin' here lookin' at pictures of me and you livin'
But now you out in the world while I'm twisted in prison
Love letters come daily
Words of affection
You send me money and nude pictures, beggin' for some sex
Stay wide open keep your eyes peeled
And my advice is keep it it real or you could die squealin'
Plus I never have to worry about a visit
'Cause you're there daily
Gaurds tryin' to get your number
You don't dare tell me
Tongue kissin' steady humpin'
Tryin' to touch you somethin'
'Fore the C.O. in the corner jump in
Frontin'
Late nights reminiscin'
Everybody's queit
I think somethin's in the air
Prepare for the riot
It's padlocks in my socks
Steel from the bed springs
I touch 'em with thug love
And then let they heads ring
Started a war but now I'm gone
Release me to the streets in the morning
It's on
Soon as I get home
Grab my gats
Locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Let's get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I get home
Since you been gone
My whole life's been like a game of c-low
Take and pick like they keep a c-note
Fillin' my dreams like NinoBrown
The whole town be shook up
And me and mama survivin'
Depends on how many rocks the young nigga cook up
Narcotics got drastic
Seen 'em niggas you blated
Wantin' me in a casket
On the grind coppin' plastic
Yeah nigga I heard
Little Moo gave the word
You get parol on the third
It's all out we just heard
We out here frontin'
Still here but all about nothin'
My double o's what I'm wantin'
And I'm tryin' to see somethin'
That we ain't never had
Luxury life results livin' bad
Tricks of the trade
Shit that should've been taught by dad
But learned through the crew
Lessons between me and you
And once we lock this shit down
It ain't a thing they could do
Meawhile I stay waitin' by the phone
Hopin' I get the call
Tellin' a nigga that you home
What?
Grab the gats
Locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I get home
Grab my gats
Locate my comrades
Go get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I get home
Grab my gats
Locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I come home
Grab my gats
Locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I get home
Grab my gats
Locate my comrades
Go get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I get home
Grab my gats
Locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a warzone
Soon as I get home
Grab my gats
Locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Go get my money out the safe
California love!
California... knows how to party
California... knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A.
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!
Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west
A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat
The state where ya never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearin sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay
Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay
Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way
Dre puttin it down for
Californ-i-a
California... knows how to party
California... knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A.
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it...
Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
Fiendin for money and alcohol
The life of a west side playa where cowards die and its all ball
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right)
Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews
Famous cause we program worldwide
Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side
So you know the row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
From Oakland to Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love!
California... knows how to party
California... knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A.
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it...
Uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah
Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house hahaha
Frisko, Frisko
Hey, you know LA is up in this
Pasadena, where you at
Yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
Even Hollywood tryin to get a piece baby
Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? yeah
Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up
Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side
Cause you and I know it's tha best side
Yeah, That's riight
West coast, west coast
Uh, California Love
California Love
Sucka-ass, I ain't got no motherfuckin' friends
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker
(Take money) West Side, Bad Boy killas
(Take money) (you know) you know who the realest is
(Take money) niggas, we bring it too
That's 'ight, ha-ha
(Take money) ha-ha
First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys, niggas fucked for life
Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. is some mark-ass bitches
We keep on coming while we running for your jewels
Steady gunning, keep on busting at them fools, you know the rules
Lil Caesar, go ask your homie how I'll leave ya
Cut your young-ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know it's on for life
Don't let the Westside ride tonight, ha-ha
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and get yo' caps peeled, you know
See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace (uh)
Nigga, I hit 'em up
Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'ma let my lil' homies ride on you bitch-made ass Bad Boy bitches, feel it!
Get out the way, yo, get out the way, yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little Mu', pass the MAC and let me hit him in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right for setting traps
Little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard of ya
Poisonous gats attack when I'm serving ya
Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank 'cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint
Puffy weaker than the fucking block I'm running through, nigga
And I'm smoking Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you, nigga
With the ready power tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
Your clout petty-sour, I push packages every hour, I hit 'em up!
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, we hit 'em up
Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed with your mouths open
Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping
Smoking dope, it's like a sherm high
Niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn, motherfucker, you deserve to die
Talking about you getting money, but it's funny to me
All you niggas living bummy while you fucking with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug living, out of prison, pistols in the air, ha-ha
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house?
Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Motherfucker, I hit 'em up!
I'm from N-E-W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring the drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario, Lil Cease
I'll bring you fake G's to your knees, copping pleas in de Janeiro
Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
Get your little Junior Whopper clique smoked up
What the fuck? Is you stupid?
I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my clique looting, shooting and polluting your block
With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot
Outlaw MAFIA clique moving up another notch
And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
All your fake-ass East Coast props brainstormed and locked
You's a beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to your face, you ain't shit, but a faker
Softer than Alizé with a chaser
About to get murdered for the paper
E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with Little Ceas' in a choke
Gun toting smoke, we ain't no motherfucking joke
Thug Life, niggas better be knowing
We approaching in the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping, it's a battle lost
I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
Nigga, I hit 'em up
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run, hahahaha
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique dressing up tryna be us
How the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job?
We millionaires
Killing ain't fair, but somebody gotta do it
Oh-yeah, Mobb Deep, huh, you wanna fuck with us?
You little young-ass motherfuckers
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something?
You're fucking with me, nigga
You fuck around and have a seizure or a heart attack
You better back the fuck up, 'fore you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that wanna bring it, bring it
But we ain't singing, we bringing drama
Fuck you and yo' motherfucking mama!
We gon' kill all you motherfuckers!
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfucking opinion
Well, this is how we gonna do this, fuck Mobb Deep! Fuck Biggie!
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a motherfucking crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy, then fuck you too
Chino XL, fuck you too
All you motherfuckers, fuck you too
(Take money, take money)
All of y'all motherfuckers, fuck you, die slow motherfucker
My .44 make sho' all y'all kids don't grow!
You motherfuckers can't be us or see us
We motherfucking Thug Life ridas, Westside 'til we die!
Out here in California, nigga, we warned ya
We'll bomb on you motherfuckers! We do our job!
You think you mob? Nigga, we the motherfucking mob!
Ain't nothing but killas and the real niggas, all you motherfuckers feel us
Our shit goes triple and four-quadruple
You niggas laugh 'cause our staff got guns in they motherfuckers belts
You know how it is, when we drop records, they felt
You niggas can't feel it, we the realest
Fuck 'em! We Bad Boy killas
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothin' to a G
Let's get ready to rumble!
Now, you know how we do it, like a G
What really go on in the mind of a nigga
That get down for theirs
Constantly, money over bitches
Not bitches over money
Stay on your grind, nigga
My ambitions as a ridah
My ambitions as a ridah
So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars
This life as a rap star is nothin' without guard
Was born rough and rugged, addressin' the mass public
My attitude was fuck it, 'cause motherfuckers love it
To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease
Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be
Uh, and my ambitions as a ridah
To catch her while she hot and horny, go up inside her
Then I spit some game in her ear, go to the telly, hoe!
Equipped with money in a Benz 'cause, bitch, I'm barely broke
I'm smokin' bomb-ass weed, feelin' Crucial
From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual
From hustlin' and prayers to breakin' motherfuckers to pay up
I got no time for these bitches, 'cause these hoes try to play us
I'm on a meal ticket mission, want a mil' so I'm wishin'
Competition got me ripped on that bullshit they stressin' (booyah)
I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's mandatory
No guts, no glory, my nigga, bitch got the game distorted
Now it's on and it's on because I said so
Can't trust a bitch in the business so I got with Death Row
Now these money-hungry bitches gettin' suspicious
Started plottin' and plannin' on schemes to come and trick us
But thug niggas be on point and game tight (yeah)
Me, Syke and Bogart wrap it up the same night
Got problems, then handle it, motherfuckers see me
These niggas is jealous
'Cause deep in the hearts they wanna be me
Uh, yeah, and now you got me right beside ya, hopin' you listen
I catch you payin' attention to my ambitions as a ridah
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
(My ambitions as a ridah)
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothin' to a G (I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah)
It was my only wish to rise
Above these jealous coward motherfuckers I despise
When it's time to ride, I was the first off this side, give me the 9
I'm ready to die right here tonight and motherfuck they life
That's what they screamin' as they drill me, but I'm hard to kill
So open fire, I see you kill me, witness my steel (that's all you niggas got?)
Spittin' at adversaries, envious and after me
I'd rather die before they capture me, watch me bleed
Mama, come rescue me, I'm suicidal, thinkin' thoughts
I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flyin' when I'm caught (shoot)
Fuck doin' jail time, better day, sacrifice
Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tys
Thuggin' for life, and if you right, then nigga die for it
Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it
When it's time to die, to be a man and pick the way you leave
Fuck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
(My ambitions as a ridah)
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothin' to a G
My murderous lyrics, equipped with spirits of the thugs before me
Pay off the block, evade the cops 'cause I know they comin' for me
I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years
Now I'm back, my adversaries been reduced to tears
Question my methods to switch up speeds
Sure as some bitches bleed
Niggas'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed
Blast me but they didn't finish, didn't diminish my powers
So now I'm back to be a motherfuckin' menace
They cowards, that's why they tried to set me up
Had bitch-ass niggas on my team so indeed they wet me up
But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated
At the time I contemplate the way that God made it
Lace 'em with lyrics that's legendary, musical mercenary
For money, I'll have these motherfuckers buried
I been gettin' much mail in jail, niggas tellin' me to kill it
Knowin' when I get out they gon' feel it
Witness the realest, a hoo-ridah when I put the shit inside
The cry from all your people when they find ya
Just remind ya, my history'll prove authentic
Revenge on them niggas that played me
And all the cowards that was down with it
Now it's your nigga right beside ya, hopin' you listenin'
Catch you payin' attention to my ambitions as a ridah
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
(My ambitions as a ridah)
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothin' to a G
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothin' to a G
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Alright now, here we go
Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me?
I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me
I'm out the gutter, pick a hero
I'm 165 and stayin' high 'til I die, my competition's zero
'Cause I could give a fuck about you, you better duck
Go or I'll be forced to hit yo' ass up, I give a fuck
I'm sick inside my mind, why they sweat me?
It's gonna take an army full of crooked ass cops to come and get me
Niggas know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure
Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser
Word to God, I've been ready to die since I was born
I don't want no shit but niggas trip and, yo, it's on
Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry
Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried
It's a man's world, niggas get played, another stray
Hope I live to see another day, hey!
I'm gettin' sweated by these undercovers
Who can I trust? Got my mama stressin', thinkin' it's a drug bust
Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached
We livin' a drug life, Thug Life, each day could be my last
Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask
That's the consequences when ya livin' fast
Six bricks of tricks, for my niggas, I gotta come up
And recoup, you keep the dope, just bring me six figures
Is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover
Over the fence and open fire
Alright now, here we go
These motherfuckers on my ass, I'm in traffic, will it be tragic?
I'm comin' 'round the corner like I'm Magic
Doin' 90 on the freeway, and hittin' switches
In a high speed chase with these punk bitches
Don't turn around, I ain't givin' up, 'cause they don't worry me
Pussy ass bitches, better bury me
Runnin' outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot
We in the hood, how the fuck they gon' catch a crook? Haha
I got away 'cause I'm clever
Went to my neighbor's for a favor, now you know players stick together
I watch the scene from the rooftop, spittin' loogies
At the coppers that pursue me, biatch!
I be a hustler 'til it's over, motherfucker
Open fire on you bustas
Alright now, here we go
Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta state
I gotta pay my fuckin' bills, so I'm transportin' weight
Change my plates, pick up my nigga, and now we rollin'
Droppin' keys like they stolen, hehe
Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta town until the coast is clear
Enough dope to last a year
They got me runnin' from the police, nowhere to go
With the lights out, rollin' down a dirt road
But I ain't goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict
I'd rather fire on my target
I hit the corner doin' 90, ahh, shit!
Them bitches right behind me
They take a shot and hit my fuckin' tires
Now, jump out the car then I open fire, sucka!
Hahahaha, Thug Life, bitch! Goin' out like that
Up out of there, ha-ha-ha-ha
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (pump that up G)
(Why you actin' up like this) ahh shit, you done fucked up now
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) you done put two of America's
Most wanted in the same motherfucken place at the same
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) motherfucken time, ha-ha-ha-ha
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Break out the champagne glasses (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
And the motherfuckin condoms (play that one on us, alright)
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intentions to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin' homie
You, is a cold ass nigga on them hogs
Sure nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time, it seems they tryin' to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit
So now they got us laced
Two multi-millionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases (hmm)
Bitches get ready for the throw-down, the shit's about to go down
Me and Snoop about to clown (ha-ha)
I'm losin' my religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin'
Niggaz be actin' like we savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nothin' but love, for my niggaz livin' lavish
I got a pit named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I, think I got a black Beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Hmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker
Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin' for years, so how can they blame us
I live in fear of a felony, I never stop bailin' these, motherfuckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz most wanted (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me
I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what?
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the thugs
(Ha-ha right) you thought it was but it wasn't, now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player
It's like 'cause, blood, gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope slangin'
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swirl
You doin' your job, every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turn grey
Let me tell you about life, and 'kbout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floatin' in the black Benz, tryin' to do a show a day
They wonder how I lived, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (bitch)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (yeah bitch ha-ha-ha)
Death Row (Death Row)
Say he wanna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he wanna be
One day he's gonna be
Said he's gonna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he's gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Say he wanna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Said he wanna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
He was a nice middle class n-
But no one knew the evil he'd do when he got a little bigger
Give it up to final blaze
While puffing on a Newport
Plottin' on another way to catch a case
Was only 16, yet convicted as a felon
With a bunch of old n-
But you the only one they telling
I tell you it's a cold world, stay in school
You tell me it's a man's world, play the rules
And fade fools, break rules until we major
Blaze up, getting with hoes through my pager
Was raised up, commencing to money makin' tactics
It's getting drastic, niggas got automatics
My fingers on the trigger, tell the Lord, "Make way for another straight thug n-"
I'm sitting getting buzzed, looking for some love from the homies
'Cause shawty wanna be a Thug
Said he's gonna be
Said he's gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he's gonna be
Say he's gonna be
Said he's gonna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he's gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Say he wanna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Said he wanna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Straight from the Hall to the Penn
An adolescent n- scaling weight and standing six feet ten
He carried weight like a Mack truck
Gonna bust on some playa haters
If the mother- act tough
Then that's when the lethal weapon with the razor
This little n- smoking w- and getting blazed up
No one could figure, when the guns blast, pull the trigger
Could take the life of a young n-, guns bigger
No mother and father, you see, this n- all alone
Old timers my role model, the war zone
Relates with this game 'til its a part of me
My heart don't beat no fear, and it ain't hard to see
The future is looking dim
I'm trying to make a profit out of living in this sin
I'm in the dark getting buzzed, looking for some love out with the homies
'Cause shawty wanna be a thug
Said he's gonna be
Said he's gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he's gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Said he's gonna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he's gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Say he wanna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Said he gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Said he wanna be
Shawty's gonna be a thug
Shawty's gonna be a thug
You little bad a- n-, to the young niggas
Gotta stay sharp n-, play your part
You got plenty of time (you bad motherf-)
You only get three mistakes, and then that's life big baby (niggas crazy)
Watch the signs
Damn, you ain't but 16 n-?
16
That's a bad motherf-
You are appreciated
When I was young, me and my mama had beef
17 years old, kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school, and scared to go home, I was a fool
With the big boys breakin' all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister, over the years
We was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddies, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame Mama
I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary, hey
I'd see the penitentiary one day?
And runnin' from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, Mama
You always was a black queen, Mama
I finally understand
For a woman it ain't easy tryin' to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
Lady, don't you know we love you? (Dear Mama)
Sweet lady, place no one above you (you are appreciated)
Sweet lady, don't you know we love you?
Now, ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy, 'cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, 'cause my anger
Wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin' for a father, he was gone
I hung around with the thugs
And even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin'
I needed money of my own, so I started slangin'
I ain't guilty, 'cause even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox
I love payin' rent when the rent's due
I hope you got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
'Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone, because you cared for me
And I could see you comin' home after work late
You're in the kitchen, tryin' to fix us a hot plate
You just workin' with the scraps you was given
And Mama made miracles every Thanksgivin'
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin' to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
Lady, don't you know we love you? (And dear Mama)
Sweet lady, place no one above you (you are appreciated)
Sweet lady, don't you know we love you?
Pour out some liquor and I reminisce
'Cause through the drama I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act crazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day
Everything will be alright if you hold on
It's a struggle every day, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
Lady, don't you know we love you? (Dear Mama)
Sweet lady, place no one above you (you are appreciated)
Sweet lady, don't you know we love you? (Dear Mama)
Sweet lady
Lady (dear Mama)
Lady, lady
Makaveli]
Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body
The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty
Uh, feel me!
And God said he should send his one begotten son
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh
Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
I ain't a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listening
Seeing niggas coming for me, to my diamonds, when they glistening
Now pay attention, rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killing fields
Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside
The solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus
Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggas is wasting
Institutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we balling
Catch me father please, cause I'm falling, in the liquor store
That's the Hennessee I hear ya calling, can I get some more?
Hail 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checking in my bedroom; I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do
One life to live but I got nothing to lose, just me and you
On a one way trip to prison, selling drugs
We all wrapped up in this living, life as Thugs
To my homeboys in Clinton Max, doing they bid
Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga
They got a APB, out on my Thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai
Trying it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high
Visions of me, Thug living getting me by
Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they coming with slugs
Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me
Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feeling rowdy
Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers
On the regular mashing in a stolen black Ac Integ-ra
Cock back, sixty seconds 'til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya
Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a Thug to preaching church, I gave you love now you eating dirt
Needing work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on
Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle 'til dawn
That's when sun came up, there's only one way up
Hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggas get ya pay and weight up
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
To this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
To this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
We've been traveling on this wayward road
Long time 'til I be take a 'eavy load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
We won't worry everything will come real
Free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everything will come real
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We running from the penitentiary
This is the time for we liberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days
When thugs cry
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to Lord my guns to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray to Lord my soul to take
Got us dyin'
When thugs cry
Times is hard
Born thuggin' and lovin' the way I came up, big money clutchin'
Bustin' while evadin' cocaine bust
My po's rushin' to my cushin' into insanity
They shot at my cousin, now we bustin' at they whole family
The cowards wanna see me buried, I ain't worried
I got a loan on the D.A. 'cause I'm fuckin' the secretary
I black out, start cussin', bust 'em and touch 'em all
They panicin', bitches duckin', I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
Probably be an old man before I understand
Why I had to live my life with pistols close in hand
Kidnapped my homie sister cut her face up bad
They even raped her, so we blazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out on every block
They puttin' hits on the politicians even cops
I ain't lyin', they got me sleeping' with my infrared beams
And in my dreams I hear muthafucker screamin'
What's the meanin'? When thugs cry
Oh, why should you send your child off to die?
In the streets of chalk, where they die
Let no wrongs, cry out, when thugs cry
Dear God (when thugs cry)
Oh, why does it have to be this way? Ah
Children of today won't stay wise (when thugs cry)
Let the children hear when thugs cry
Dear God
Oh, why?
Maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin'
Where is the love, never quit my ambitions to thug
Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary
Niggas I used to love enclosed in penitentiaries
Still homie keep it real, how does it feel?
To lose your life over something that you did as a kid
You all alone no communication, block on the phone
Don't get alone with your pops and plus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in this song
To help us grow in time, but now our minds are gone
We went from brothers and sisters to niggas and bitches
We went from welfare livin' to worldwide riches
But somethin' change in this dirty game
Everything strange, lost all my homies over cocaine, man
See they ask me if I shed a tear, I ain't lie
See, you gotta get high or die, 'cause even thugs cry
Oh, why should you send your child off to die?
In the streets of chalk, where they die (when thugs cry)
(We don't shed a tear, she shed blood)
Let no wrongs, cry out, when thugs cry (do you still wanna be a thug)
Dear God
Oh, why does it have to be this way? Ah
Children of today won't stay wise
Let the children hear, when thugs cry
Dear God
Oh, why?
And all I see are these paranoid bitches, illegal inventions
Bustin' muthafuckers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures
'Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don
I write your name on a piece of paper, and now your family's gone
Well perpetrate like you could handle my team
So merciless in mind, try to take command of your dreams
Leavin' muthafuckers drownin' in they own blood
Clown and takin' pictures later
Laugh at the punk bitches that turned snitches
Regulate my area, the terror I represent
Make your people disappear, you wonderin' where they went
Am I cold, or is it just I sold my soul?
Addicted to the streets, never found true peace I'm told
Come take my body, God, don't let me suffer any longer
Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain't long
Where is the end to all my misery? Is there a close?
I suppose that's why I murder my foes
When thugs cry
Oh, why should you send your child off to die?
In the streets of chalk where they die (I shed tattoo tears for years)
Let no wrongs, cry out, when thugs cry (to my dead homeboys and the prison peace)
Dear God
Oh, why does it have to be this way? Ah
(Y'all ain't never heard my cries, nigga, what about if you would die)
Children of today won't stay wise
Let the children hear, when thugs cry
Dear God
Oh, why should you send your child off to die?
In the streets of chalk where they die
Let no wrongs, cry out, when thugs cry
Dear God
Oh, why does it have to be this way? Ah
Children of today won't stay wise
Let the children hear, when thugs cry
Dear God
Oh, why?
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
I remember Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz
LL raisin' hell but, that didn't last
Eric B. Rakim was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
And Red Alert was puttin' in work, with Chuck Chill
Had my homies on the hill gettin ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal, remember Raw, with Daddy Kane
when De La Soul was puttin' potholes in the game
I can't explain how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them block parties in the projects, and on my block
You diggi don't stop, sippin on that Private Stock
Through my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the night
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember Push It was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Heheheh, it ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Yeaheheh, it ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Heheh... I had, Shell Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playin skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a kiss
Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weak weed they had
Too many seeds in the trey bag
I'm on the train headin uptown, freestylin'
With some wild kids from Bucktown, profilin'
'Cause the hoochies was starin, thinkin, Why them niggas swearin'?
I'm wonderin if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the wall
Or takin' leaks on the steps, stinkin up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to stay away from Riker's Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it true
Out on the roof sippin 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Heheheyah, that's right, it ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
if the old school didn't pave the way
Hahah... remember poppin and lockin to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Hoe back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da Di
Gamin the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, I remem-ber
breakdancin to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
It ain't nuttin like the old school!
(Grand Puba sample repeats every bar to end)
It ain't nuttin like the old school
Hahahah, it ain't nuttin like the old school
Hey, heheaha, on the real though, ain't nuttin like the old school
Remember seein Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin party?
Member how fuckers used to go, Is Brooklyn in the house?
and motherfuckers would lose they GOD DAMN MIND
That's the old school to me; that's what I'm sayin (Su-per, Sperm)
I remember goin places that motherfuckers was scared to say
they was from anywhere but Brooklyn; that shit was the bomb
Back in the motherfuckin old school nigga
Remember skelly nigga? Knockin niggaz out the box, poppin boxes?
Member stickball? Member niggaz to run that shit like that?
Member the block members screamin up at your mom from the window?
(LL Cool J is hard as HELL...)
The ice cream truck, member all the mother...
Member the italian icey's yo?
Yo remember the italian icey's the spanish niggaz comin down
with the coconut icey's and shit?
I came through the door, said it before
That was the SHIT!
This ain't livin'
Nigga, I hear even the smaller G's be dippin' Chevy Impalas
While flossin' they gold D's, O.G.'s, is who they follow
We swallow tomorrow see, what we leave is hollow
We feed violence and greed, let 'em bleed tomorrow
In time, they grip a nine, sippin' wine, hit grass
'Til I be starin' watch the parents sacrifice they child
The love's gone, a thug's home, with no love
Feelin' so strong, make young boys into drug lords
Now one for adolescents, now dos for dose
Keep yo' friends by your side, even close your foes
Now three for Johnny Law tryin' to make my chips
I never pulled the trigger, didn't touch that bitch
Throw yo' hands in the air, it's a robbery
Thinkin' 'Pac, would you ride with me
Let's go see what our enemies talkin' 'bout
When G's enter the house nobody's walkin' out
This ain't livin', it's similar to prison, we trapped
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped
I watch my back twenty-fo' seven
And never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you know!
This is how it goes when we floss with foes
Before I toss yo' hoe, it'll cost you mo'
I do shows, make a lot of dough, murder my foes
But I'd give it all up, if it would help you grow
This ain't livin'
Takes a life to make a life
(Takes a life)
Livin' in the world of crime tonight
(Takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do
Takes a life to make a life
(Takes a life)
Livin' in the world of crime tonight
(Takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do
Peep it, gunfire is produced at alarmin' rates
Today's youth, grip the shit, get in the car and break
"It takes a nation of millions" if we intend to stop the killin'
Just search your feelings, participate in some
They our seeds and when they bleed, we bleed
That's what becomes of lonely children, they turn to G's
Heavenly father can you rescue, my young nation
Rest the Lord will protect you, respect due
Not a threat as I step in blue
And check those that oppose when I froze them fools
And who are you to watch me fall farther
I disappeared, reappeared as the, follow me now
Skippin' class, and livin fast, will get yo' ass
Stuck in the pen, doin' life plus ten
Young brother pump yo' brakes for me, before you choke
Won't ya soak up some game from yo' big homies
This ain't livin', we givin' you jewels, use 'em as tools
Explode on they industry and fade them fools
You know the rules, gotta be a rider
You can run the red lights but read the street signs, hey
This for all of y'all that keep on raisin' hell
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself
It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G
Gotta change your life, take the game from me
This ain't livin'
Takes a life to make a life
(Takes a life)
Livin' in the world of crime tonight
(Takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do
Takes a life to make a life
(Takes a life)
Livin' in the world of crime tonight
(Takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do
Takes a life to make a life
(Takes a life)
Livin' in the world of crime tonight
(Takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do
Takes a life to make a life
(Takes a life)
Livin' in the world of crime tonight
(Takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do