Letras: Woodie. Northern Expozure 1. Mind Games.

'Blackbird'
Its 1993, somethings have been rough,
You know, they just made me hard
I didn't like when people tried to punk me
When people started carrying guns
Shit
Well anyways
In 94... he got shot
Which just started a big ol' thing
Then a whole bunch of stuff happened

'Woodie'
Enemys grab your strap
Cause woodies back
With a SK choppa for your ass
West trunk, norteno, earn my strap to the youngins livin fast
Strapped and young with a lot to prove
Dared anyone to make a move
Buckin at those scraps in west bouelvard way back in 92
Now its 99, been to hell and back
Blackbird is gone, I dwell on that
Nigga what could I have done to change the way shoot
Went down wish I can bring him back
This gangbangin done took its tole-al
Drinkin golden to keep control
To please my soul where the demons grow
Gotta be true, realse its horns
It won't let go
So I keep on ridin
Slide that clip in ready to drop them bodys
Enemys to come get at me
So your ass......
I know when its time for me to go
Im gonna die in a cloud of guns
Wildcats dreams,.............
When negative thoughts in the back of my mind
Gotta find a way to make that cavi
Tied of seeing the homies broke gotta plan to have our lifes livin lavey
Rappin about this life we lead
Rappin about this blunt we shared
But the diferent ways homies bled
To keep eachother one step ahead

When enemys aproach
should I run or should I kill
Fuck running im gonna produce a murder with my steel
What if your slippin without your strap........

When enemys aproach
should I run or should I kill
Fuck running im gonna produce a murder with my steel
Im trying to keep my thoughts in check everyday
I struggle to keep my mind sane
Pull an ak and I can't tell
Heaven and hell is playing mind games

Through trials and tribulation
I developed an act for paitience
So im camoflauged and waitin
When it comes to retalation
Infrotration, servein, your spot, gotta plot
So I don't get caught
My click be hot by the cops
What's up, they love to empty out antioch
Therefore regaugin my tacticts
The avergae soldier couldn't grasp it
But ill leave it that
Cause I know detective's try decoding my raps
There trying to lock all of us up
...............
Killed the babys and locs
They knew Snoop didn't kill nobody
Instead sentence him to the most
No, got the media on there side
The media paves the nation wide
They just relable the government
.........
For the public eyes
This world is bulit up of gangs
Some are big and some are small
FBI, CIA, norteno, crip, blood
Were all set trippin
But the ATF deciedes how many straps we get
The DEA agents deciedes how much coke and heriorn is smuggled in
And so on, it goes on
From the top to the bottom
Word to bottom
Livin up in these streets
Fuck you bitch
And you ask me why I shot him

'Chorus'

I'd love to have a family,
a beautiful wife that under stands me
Many sons and a daughter
But to be a fater on the brink os sanitity
Would it be fair
If one day daddy disapeared
Weather I lost my mind or lost my life
Left with mommy to care
Would they end up like me
Its deffanitly a possibilty
Just one of one thousand questions hittin me up
Inside its killing me
But if
Come stickin by my lonely guns
I protect my lil homie and have an army of some
Fuck it,
I'll teach him everything that I know
Make sure there'll become hard
When blood attacks, cover there tracks
Loyaty above all loss
I gotta keep dreamin
To keep them demons out my head
So I don't snap
I might pull my wig back,
Or your wig back
I deal with it, in a full stare
When im stable
Better remain be able to keep those shady thoughts cradle
Take it in
Day by day
Yo when the sun hits the night its fatle
Look in the sky
Peek a star
Its blackbird tonight
Im choppin it up With my big homie
He might be gone, but he's still in my life
Its impossible to seperate us
Were one of the same spirit
His flash is gone
But his soul is on
When he speaks to me
I hear it
The only difference is
I walk on the earth, still caught up in drama
But whem my number...

'Chorus'

'Blackbird'
Whenever you wanna talk to me,
Ill be listening don't worry

'Woodie'
Hear that home boys,
He's still with us
Just not in the flesh
Woodie watching over all of us
Ill see you in a minute los
I love ya
Ill bring a 40 if I can
Yeah and I love all my family
All my homies
Ya know
I never turn my back on any of ya
How could I
Look what snoop did
Loyalty above all loss

(Thanks to ASH 'MOB' for these lyrics)