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other homies that have died In the madness called street life Rest in peace I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On
done showed you i'm like overva pizza i'm gettin cold imma dog on the song imma beast on the beat an animal on pro twos and a baboon on the tune i'm
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun It only comes out when the moon is on the run And all the stars are gleaming It's growing in the street
all wasted And once again you see me (marching, mobbing) But how long must I continue to see my homies dodgin these marksmen The whole nine put on
, it's my death So when 12 o'clock jump on eve of 11-9 Suicide! Just as I thought, a bright light Greeted by friends and family, so life-like Black and
didn't have the ends I would'nt have so many imaginary friends I'm spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon talk wonder if God ask Mike how to moon walk I swear
of the shooty showin', play the ? I bring the heat to ya street, like Al Pachino and Dinero, eliminate thirty muthafuccaz to zero watch me, streets is black
His breath on the glass, he draws with his finger Map of the roads they go down And circles the street lights, the only signal There's people out there in the black
, you goin' tell me where its at You see the blood shotted eyes with the taped up clips in the Mac Black hood with black gloves, bandana around the mouth A nigga posted up on
I am a blue blood, I will admit that I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat Live in a blue house on a blue street In a blue town by a blue creek I
the steel if you know what I mean Earn your keep, regulators, mount up It was a clear black night, a clear white moon Warren G was on the streets, trying
, Brick Squad linked up to 17 In the streets make some moves, get my paper This is what I do Fuck 'em, blow croak smoke on my haters This is what I do
a grey world Black and white in a grey world Black and white Black and white Black and white Black and white Black and white Black and white Black
her hair and kissed her eyes In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stone Through Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted on Through
and it's seven times for pleasure I stay on, she stay on, we stay on, yeah we stay on He is on, we be on, we stay on with pleasure Here I go, the seven
, June 12th I self don?t say that exists, imported on the ships With irons around the fist Gradual to afros, black cats and fist picks Still creatin'
black ghost and call that shit SP Glow outta this world, I'm coming for my Moon man You niggas slide back like that walkin' on the moon dance No glitter
