/c now maybe I'll scoop you up, You shoot back at the two two six, and I'll shoot you up, Boot you up, let the mortuary suit you up, You dead and gone
the black stroll And not even one cave bitch in our click Sayin', "Fuck Professor Fitz I come from the land of the Bloods and the Crips (What's up nigga
what America need? What do America need? A Outlaw as a president Outlaw, yeah, you might be right, what you want nigga? That's exactly what y'all need, you
built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing exactly what I do best: Pluggin in an electric guitar, leading a band Well, if you want to give
Built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing Exactly what I do best Plugging in an electric guitar Leading a band Well, if you want to give
us when you see us, you want us how i need us. You can catch a Melsrose on her shopping spree Don't have to ask for what, she gets what she needs. She
then, you know what I mean Spinderella's not a fella what you say? Spinderella's not a fella that's ok Spinderella's not a fella watch her play Spinderella's not
ninety-fo', ain't shit changed But now you call me daddy, when you call my name Cause youse a silly mortal, you ain't down for combat I'ma super nigga, and you an uncle tom cat
Maybe it's the only way Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Cat, we need you to rap Cat, we need you to rap Don't give to us slow 'Cause we know you know New Power
walk Even if its not in a straight line You see a lot of things in the distance You know what they say about great minds You and I think about the same
, got no doubt on her mind She always gets what she wants She gonna get what she needs She, she's not yet a woman but she's got the power If you allow
." Hmm, no, I suppose not. "Set up a stand outside of K-Mart with a plate full of frozen peas and a sign reading 'Take one!' If anyone asks you what
what you want (Want you, really really want) Macbeth, if you want to get ahead Try to stay away form murder And be happy with your power If you want
He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a little massage Tight shit you get when you Head Nigga in charge I'm in the Rolls listening
'll find ya'll niggaz lost Fuck with real niggaz, mob figures Not you niggaz that's soft I'm talking about visiting some of you niggaz Some of you, niggaz
because I found it a scary though that you were being experimented upon and you could do nothing about it. And in the end dying is not even a relief.
good, the bad, things can get ugly Every hustler over this money thinkin' what it should be Never know who, when, where, what could be If you still alive then you
she'll have a full-link mink, but hey They want somethin for nothin You gotta work, jerk, it's not that tough, and Wise up, rise up, and then you can