's all I know California mentality, ask about me pimp I go You can check my track record, I don't like to feud But if I must I'll have your head severed
Alone against the world, twist a reckless life straight Into the heart of the ripper Trick of treat my mind to a rebel ride, Heldorado Move like a monster
I am someone Look what I've done Stare into the sun I am a shooting star I am something I am someone Look what I have done I am a shooting star She
have I done so bad? What is my destiny? You tie my hands, what am I supposed to see? What have I done so bad? What am I gonna be? I knock on the door
bites the bullet In these streets where a man journey With crooked cops and a society who tryin' to burn me I'm like a pit in a cage, spittin' my shells in a
If You Think You're Lonely Now like Bobby Womack in gangsta format, I dunk shit like Shaq I'm not greedy, I feeds the needy, I smokes a beady I feel, the need
my hands What am I gonna be What have I done so bad What is my destiny You tie my hands What am I supposed to see What have I done so bad What am I gonna
its the first time I smoked in like 3 months Ii??m sorry mom I had to do it to i??em forty I see you Oh I see you homie I stay late tonight right you
I'm high It's the first time I've smoked in like 3 months I'm sorry mamma I had to do it to 'em Forty I see you Oh I see you homie I stay late tonight
lately I burned so much trees I keep environmentalists angry I'm a rare dude, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst blunder Y'all livin? trendy on pennies, I
I would have done If those harbor lights had just been A half a mile inland, who knows What I would have done What I would have done What I would have
, I'm gonna have me some fun If it costs me my very last dime If I wind up broke up well I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time I'm gonna give
I've had mad money, but I spend it, now I'm broke So I'm searching for somebody to put in a choke hold And I can wet to wrap my bay hands around they
your ass When I'm gonna blast Your soul I'll take The ground will shake as I begin to laugh I light the candle sticks a crucifix about to take place
Earth to your brain Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, Houston, I think we have a problem Yo, I think we have a problem, yo Yo, yo, we have a problem Yo, yo, yo,
Don't try to tell the truth just black and blue your eyes Graphic scenes of beauty I've become what I despise Leaned into the light now I'm crucified
rocked April 29. 92 white jury hits the spot Black fury loaded, exploded like a gun shot Left a message that must never be forgot For a front seat on