be dyin down south Run around, talkin shit, killas with gold in they mouth But I'm a soldier, a rolla, give me ten I'd rather die than go to the fuckin
a 187 Ain't no turning back I'm strapped with 2 crome gacks I see death around the corner My time to go I'm ready black Cause I'm a soldier gone off that
a 187 Ain't no turning back I'm strapped with 2 crome gacks I See death around the corner My time to go I'm ready black Cause I'm a soldier gone off
if it ain't a chevy don't raise it up You know we keep it bangin don't fake the funk So all the real niggaz stay gangsta'd up We makein papa only suckas
the dark I'm lurkin' near the workin' niggaz heart, c'mon Used to be a gambler when I was a scrambler Now I'm grand to her, Shorty back might damage
wanna-be-me's You a artist we bosses, the ones that fund c.d.'s All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please You got me laughing, I'm asking if
killing me, with your wanna-be-me's You a artist we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.'s All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please You got me laughing, I'm
album, 5 million and countin Anticipating, tellin the world I did it without him If Aftermath was a family that didn't have a mother I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd
breathin? or the heathens who are schemin? eatin? dreams Or the friends in the street who are fendin? for the green The scene is as obscene as hell being raised
get your death wish from Bill(D-yea) This cat sucker got the wrong idea (He came a long damn way) How the hell you think I got here? I learned to survive
grip to stay that way And I'm tryin' to stay forever free like AZ Baskin' in the riches of this hip hop M U S I C 'Cause when the east is in the house
hell, no I must stay gangsta'd up 'coz it just lives in me An' when I seen enuff, I guess dats when I'll free somebody Once said from Willie C., nigga
your feet on the ground BRIDGE: C'mon, c'mon--let's get something started C'mon, c'mon--let's start something now CHORUS: We're gonna rock this country
you motherfuckin hoes Raise up, 'fore a nigga blaze up I'd be the nigga that'll tear yo face up With a left, a right, I'm out-of-sight, I'm boss I don
!" - Run-D.M.C.*} My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you to justify my thug! My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you.. {*"For you! Fresh" - Run-D.M
Wanna raise on the block that I'm hugging that see that bitch with that ass I'm rubbing that Mouthpiece garunteed I'm hauling that niggaz say they got ice I'm
sickas cell, fuck your talk is cheap When I see you, and I'm gonna see you I'm strip you down asshole naked and thats how I'm leave you Then I'm find