If i was to Xplain my pain,the stress on my brain
i ain't even in a gang and i still gotta bang
niccas be tesin' at the peek of they jealousy eyes green wit envy
mad cause they cheddar be what i work wit
made deals wit' niccas in turbins,cherryred suburbans
dippin n swervin,it's real on these streets cold war hides bhine iron curtains
when heats get involved and demchambers revolve
all u feel is burnin' projectiles leave you pin'd to da' wall
all b'hine us huggin' these corners like da government taught us
pushin' da dope dat dey bought us to da mothaz sonz and our daughtaz
dey turned a kingznqueens to paupers got us killin for quarters
i wish we could all unite ass one cuz a revolutions in order
to be continued.......................

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I'm like CHUCKy dyin' to live in the flesh free of the BATTERY,
ASSAULT n ROBBERY rapidly,wishin' cupid would clap at me
N lift this evil spell so I can experience happilly evil backwards-see(down there)
EVIL............backwards =............LIVE