Intro:] Dre, niggas think we're bullshittin'! [gun cocks] Yeah! Yeeaaaah! [Chorus:] Nigga try me son, he best have the heat on him! Want my eyes closed
commit crime to perfection It's murder when they found the gun now they doing ballistics But they can't find a fingerprint the shit's going terrific He's so close
that the days mean more than getting old Stale headlines, others drenched in pride Marching to their drum with fear standing beside But if I close my
To have and not to hold So hot, yet so cold My heart is in your hand And yet you never stand Close enough for me to have my way To love but not to keep
then it's "Oh, I'm sorry." Here's a smiling photograph Of love when it was new. At a birthday party. Make a wish and close your eyes: Surprise, surprise
thing in the world that ain't culpable so so I make you anticipate great, type shape real live niggas appreciate To the utmost I pack toast, keep the gat closed
If I seem distant, baby, I am Words are like scissors in your hands And there's no script to follow, so I just close my eyes That way it won't hurt so
So I close my eyes and dream about you, baby And I wonder do you feel Me a million miles away 'cause I've been needing To send, love across the wire
Close the door Shut the world away All the fight's gone from this wounded heart Across the floor Dreams and shadows play Like wind blown refugees Call
check it [Verse One: RZA] Put away your heaters, throw up your dick beaters Accurate blows to his nose shut his eyes closed to a centimeter Bitches
, somebody come and get me If I go, I'm taking niggaz with me Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast nigga It's like the Lord getting close
frustrated and that it all he has is you So things propel and things excel And the next the a bing comes out the barrel And my man they accused sittin' tight up in jail Ironic he close
prior 8 years later, your mans on fire My Book of Eli, to all my subscribers play the two doors, street car named desire came in Grindin', Ye' came throught the wire
I am the captain and this is my shrine Lord of the manor, see what I leave behind River in flames, cities on fire Yes, I'm a relic trapped in the wire
Yeah, yeah, gal just waan me get close And she want me deal with her case Late at night when it lonely She say she waan feel my embrace Gal say she want
I was up in the mornin' with the TV blarin' Brush my teeth, sittin' watchin' the news All the beaches were closed The ocean was a Red Sea But there was
libels and false idols Craziness inside me, afraid to peek through the bushes And see closed off, locked down Reality behind barbed wire with no key
friends Does it feel like Christmas in Hollywood? Does it feel like, we're ever going to make it home? Burn, baby burn, strung out on a wire Heart in