Race war People gettin killed in the street Blood on your feet, the ends don't meet And who they gonna blame it on, me? Try the media Try the P.D. Try
be wastin' days away Now had I never saved the day Consider them my protege Homage I think they should pay Instead of bein' gracious They violate in a major
Keep ya wide open, never need nose drops Now y'all wanna get mad at me For talkin' about another young, nasty freak It's life, it's not a major catastrophe
In church on Sunday morning praying about what happened Friday But then the consequences for comin? to pimpin? sideways Nowadays guess it pays to change In cahoots with corporations making major
, danger, danger, danger The graveyard chamber Danger, danger, danger, danger Enter the graveyard chamber Danger, danger stranger is major Enter the
ya'll Did this one for the streets watchin' And the D's in the streets let them keep clockin' We clean, got love for the whole game The gold chains, fake I.D
[Nature] At the right major 24, I'd done seen it all done it all Some dreams stay fresh and some are spoiled Dealing with time went to spring, summer,
pain out Pray to my God everyday but he don't listen The poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom Praying
down foe the the last time[X:3] Ghetto Bluez has got me down [ohh ohhooohh ohh] [I said it got me down] Theze ghetto bluez you gotta sistah' faded Prayed
fate, don't lease us in this clique, now. You wanna ride and die, because there's hatred in your eyes, I'd advise, stay wise, betta pray to God, 'cause
and Kay gettin money so its feelin like the eighties again Holla! [Shells] Ayo, You boys is silly, i'm next since Pac and Biggie And I'm Bout Major Figgas
I'm not like fuck it Kids and ladies and even babies kick the bucket S'more like a rich bitch in the store shopping Seven I pop, there'll be a lotta niggas dropping Majority
still be wastin' days away Now had I never saved the day Consider them my proti??gi?? Homage I think they should pay Instead of bein' gracious They violate in a major
for you cats to get paid today You'd still be wasting days away, now had I never saved the day Consider them my protege, homage I think they should pay Instead of being gracious, they violate in a major
too heavy to rise up in arms And if I ran away, I know they'd probably murder my moms So I pray to "Heso Preisto" when I go to the mission Process the
this one for the streets watchin And the D's in the streets let them keep clockin We clean got love for the whole game To go change fake I.D.'s and the
thugs roll to clean Chiefin' that goody Thinking bout business Short term and long term Bullets we burn With a thick firm Let the whole world know it's our turn Major d
In jubilation Sing their songs of praise! And crown this Blessed time with Peace and love. (The procession becomes a dancing celebration. A waltz is played) MAJOR
