T-Minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0 Blast Come inside, hello everybody, welcome Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
and decide to blaze on Wit' shades on founded had him astounded an' Before long, the young man got surrounded Those grabbed the guns, so goes the glory
't Ghost It's no joke iron coat rife him with the stroke One toke brains float, shot to the throat Before the smoke hit, witness the killing On the crime scene Body on
reggae on his headphones I grabbed him, snatched him backwards Smacked him, he tried to react is when I was tempted to put a cap in him But I didn't,
was feeding me fairytalz And this goes on until I'm old and gray When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz And this goes on until I'm old and gray
' on mats now he flippin' in the box Locked twenty-three hours up a day, he in the max Ain't no lookin' back because this life goes on We was kids didn
it's goin' down Prime Suspect, Fiend, and Mac Y'all gonna feel this [Chorus: X4] Niggaz get your scratch, bitches get your paper Soldiers live life
Chevy It's gettin', it's getting', it's gettin' kinda heavy It all goes back to '85 When I start gettin' pussy every day of my life It really didn't
a drop That was the life He lived But now it's holded Imagine your Don posted on America's Most Wanted They flowned it And locked him up for conniving
T set the theme to send them to hell, Bet on it, you're never better, I tell them again, Seddy bury every adversary he put against. Verse 4 a?? Hau
big money dreams A six scene and so peelin Lust to touch everything Still but no feelins We move on through these stars And when it's on it's on we movin
out of ten, yo, it's kill or be killed So I sit back and observe what goes on So when a brother feels an oath to carryin on I let him know this ain't
in Fresno Got over on your girlie 'cause you know she never says no So just get on the mic Just get on the mic Get get on the mic Get on the mic, Mike
wish that it would He's the kinda dude whos goes flat on his own Got me trippin, you should throw me a bone just wanna see him I can give him the phone Everybody saying I should leave him
jealousy his ass better breathe. Man overboard a??cause he going overboard, Damn ita??s over for him- Put that on my vocal chord. Magazeen: (CHORUS) Therea??s a party, going on
Till the gorilla falls off the wall We're gonna rock him, we're gonna roll him We're gonna teach him that love will make him tall Aah, pop goes the
the weekends get him right He puts the boat out on the lake every Sunday Till the sun goes down at night Oh what a life Oh what a life Oh what a life