cause you know I cant trust ya Lights out, before I put ya in the dirt It's ya dead homie Blaze, bitch I go to work I go to work everyday Baggin
strapped cause you know I cant trust ya Lights out, before I put ya in the dirt It's ya dead homie Blaze, bitch I go to work I go to work everyday Baggin
to the music 'cuz it makes ya feel serene Like the birds and the bees and all those groovy things Like getting stomach aches when ya gotta go to work Or staring into space when ya feelin' berserk I
ya don't stop Now to that girl Ramelle, ya don't stop I say because Ladies First, ya don't stop And to the JB's, ya don't stop And De La Soul, ya don
I remember it all... Man there he go right there What's up now muthafucka? (Gunshots) Now you's dead muthafucka Hey Blaze Blaze wake up It's time to wake
I remember it all... Man there he go right there What's up now muthafucka? (Gunshots) Now you's dead muthafucka Hey Blaze Blaze wake up It's time to
Still confused and I don't get it He is I, and I am him, I never had decendents I never had any father, and I am like my brother To sum it all up, we'
keep flying ya'll (flying ya'll) I'm gonna keep climbing ya'll(climbing ya'll) I'm gonna keep climbing ya'll (climbing ya'll) Straight to the top, I'm
It's because of them god never found me Right?? (wrong) [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Before I hit the ground When I got three in the chest I should've
up that I crawl the more that I'm feelin sick Once I get to the top I can let it all go As I fall through the air to the sidewalk below [Chorus:] I'm
[Monoxide Child:] I hear the words are spoken I think my mind is broken I keep on steady smoken Hopefully I die from choken Know what I was just thinking
And I got a little story to tell For all my homies that's locked up in jail I kick it to ya give it to ya for real 'Cuz I know y'all dealin' with the
hustlin We kept grindin [Blaze Ya Dead Homie] It started as a guest, I moved later to a real spot Worked behind the scenes before I really got a shot
Watch where you find yourself boy, listen [K-Rino:] I'm on the cut, focused in on my mission I spot laws from the corner, like perifferal vision I stay
spell And I got a little story to tell For all my homies that's locked up in jail I kick it to ya give it to ya for real Cuz I know y'all dealin with
automatics I like killin' anybody, I'm like Anybody Killa I'm stompin' thru yo' city like a little Godzilla I'll cut ya dick and balls off and make ya
