not take the pain The further you got away It happened so suddenly That it was just over for me Never thought I would see the day when My heart stopped beating
My heart could not take the pain The further you got away It happened so suddenly That it was just over for me Never thought I would see the day when My heart
rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let
on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats But just livin' in the city
come kiss the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't miss Aim it to suckers that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin Don't
for cold weather And creased denim threats delivered when I send 'em Nigga know I, FedEx my shit, overnight express my shit Deliver my hits quick, who next on my
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott Body rott, body rott Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these motherfuckin' cops
back in the days when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime Wid two in here, steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve
rounds came from my town That only a bitch would bite that we can't allow And they won't claim my style ready to beat you down Hittin' them tombstones
our ground 'Cause we takin' over one city at a time Said, we takin' over one city at a time Said, we takin' over one city at a time Said, we takin'
our ground 'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time Said we takin' over, one city at a time Said we takin' over, one city at a time Said we takin'
with the feet broke Soft white got the table lookin' like a ski slope Fuck "goin out" me and my money elope And most niggaz rap about money but they be broke My
top on the jag drop, huh Phat stop you know that's hot, huh Mack spinnin' wit the piece in my pocket People hop out, I'm releasin' a rocket (Rap, Rap
keep my money right I build stages in my mind, and it's all an act All I'm tryin to do is keep my pockets fat With this pimp game, and these funky beats
come down You'll hear my funky sound, O-O-O-Oaktown O-A-K-L-A-N-D, that city was made for me Just rocking to the beat, Oakland Drop tops rolling down
