The pale of burning hot sand Blows into my face I drowned in Nyle I see the mighty sphynx Thieves of knowledge Thieves of truth Men in shrouds Made
I am disturbed. I am disturbed of what the hell is going on Mentally disturbed of a militarys that marching war And I'm not sure that i will open up
I don't want this blood on my hands I don't want them die in a chains They want to live Just like us And feel the pain As good as we are Is an animal
Listen to me you fat fucker Smoking sigars and sitting up in smoke Wearing Hugo Boss jacket And riding on expencive car Did you think about what you
Swallowed pills Tie your rope firmly You're not a man You are a pussy No place to scum like you Why can't you take this anymore? Why do you fall so
It's all about those who always with you They hearts beats in tact with yours Know about you enough but still they love you without them you are nothing
Welcome to the gold rush, ladies and gentlemen Where California begins and maybe ends California is the last stop on the great hitchhike West and now
[Intro: Lil' John talking] "Yeeeeah! (Yeeeeah!) It's been a long journey getting' to this motherfuckin' point of this Crunk Juice shit. (What?!) But we
face We started from the bottom, you don't see bad niggas pardon Whatever we can do it at the garden Word life, this shit is real B I'm making niggas
But I would've loved to hear A Big Pun and B.I.G. collabo That shit would've been incredible Aye yaknahmsayin', it was just happen We have our day, you
gettin' outside yourself, boy You're gettin' outside yourself Well, I scrapes the neighborhoods lookin' for odd jobs It's hard livin' like God in a world full of Bobs John
Down with the king for years, about ten of 'em Recruiting suckers, Mac and Mike, and makin' men of 'em Tears and fears for my peers, they rippin' You
chatchy and joni Verse 1: lights camera action the hip-hop attraction Fresh Priggy John Bliggy player haters been hatin' all my playin' for years now they seein' they worst fears
First and foremost, flow easy, yo easy Yo, yo, for the hood Everybody flow easy, so easy Yo, listen, for the corrupt mob John Cena, Trademarc, listen
, y'know? I got my crew right back gon' show you how it's done Straight up, hittin' one, two, like Manny Ortiz, ya heard? It's John Cena, baby, an' we
on Got beef with a nigga, save that for another song Paz on point so he putting his brothers on Steez still the same, get you murked by a gutter john
got it like that It's like that, 'cuz we got it like that It's like that, 'cuz we got it like that It's like that, 'cuz we got it like that Once upon John
But while you're being me who's being you? I'm hot like patra, doggystyle on all fours End your career like christopher williams did al b. sures Mass
