don't curse it And all I got left is my Outlaw niggas My cousins and my brothers and some Jersey drug dealers I keep my faith in the Lord and stay strugglin
episode And punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes There's three things I hate: girls, women and bitches Smack bitches that walk up, and
on your breath. I see day is dark and I admit it's dark. So chase ?????? Beware foolin marks. And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for PO's belly. And
me I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby Negotiatin like an Illuminati network Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the foul connect When I lost
withstand my assault Before I go hit your safe and the vault They fled through the night (?)(?) Hitler hit ya, lives is lost Bodies is found dead, no
out of love Making other plans Lady knows how to go Making eyes at photographs But we all know you're a lonely girl All sad and lost There she goes
and fightin holes in their chest Merely scavengers but no one who'll confess But in time they will all undress Livin in the lost & found, trapped without
Cops are found dead and to no surprise And get classified wasted no lie They come and invade the wrong life And only the strong survive so they die
to hold back His dough sack And try to bozack And he go cock The 4 4 back You chose that So cut these ties And I'll rise Let's compromise Or else I'll
: Cops are found dead and to no surprise And get classified wasted no lie They come and invade the wrong life And only the strong survive so they
lost hope and we needin it. Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz Like a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed. To plan
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged are raped and