your time And trying just a bit too hard You're on a one way road to Hell You're on a one way road to Hell With every step that you been taking now You
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the kids with the biz, baby, the industry's hell worth it Oh, I said, oh, yeah When they come to lock you down (Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said
known to get ill We carried heat for protection but not to kill We bust a corner doin 60 one police car spun And all I was thinkin was murder one Bust
road That a long before Laing dem and even Bigga Ford When Adams dem a Corporal nuh know the road code I remember when we rob the chiney shop down the road
was a stone no-one knew that I was there I'd sing my song but no-one ever really cared I went to the mountain face all covered
screams That?s the way the cracker crumbles So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams Back on the microphone, your number one controller I rock the
One, Two One, Two, Three Yeah International underground Thunder pounds When I stomp the ground (Wooh!) Like a million elephants Or Silverback Orangutangs
This world can take you by the hand And tempt the soul of any man But you can choose your path There's two roads you can take One way is right and one
Rippin' up the trench and I'm bailing while they trailing Better in hell than in the cell and it ain't no telling Where the coppers be dwelling One had
but we're gonna catch 'em, and one day God forgive me, I don't know what got in me, but pin me, they're gonna all fall down, way down, face down. Ain
a prophet, the project was go see The logic was so deep, I come back and do a lotta good I heard the callin' so I headed out to Hollywood One way tickets
him, and even all of the people that'll support me, when I'm in a bind and all the way to depend on, I don't need to know, then I (fret), deep (in the
a prophet The project was go see The logic was so deep I come back and do a lotta good I heard ya callina?? so I headed out to Hollywood One way tickets
, they'll gets more chaos and I won't stop till I piece this puzzle. I'm a go gather up all lost souls show 'em the way to the road to be real, give
Sleepwalkin', stalkin', runnin' with the guage Up under this murderous spell now Consider me hell bound, crossin' my path I'ma drop this 12-guage shell down On the road
the fuck are they yelling? Late night hanging drug selling This here the city of the astronauts High as hell in the 550 smashing out like, vroom... I'm on my way
