to suffer loss. Well, He said I'd live in Paradise and he's taken care of the cost. Hallelujah! I'm saved like the criminal on the cross. Well, on the
the night that you never wanted These streets is taunted Blacked out Impala with the big rims on it Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on
the night that you never wanted These streets is taunted, blacked out impala with the big rims on it Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on
beats and lyrics,no beepers needed For this drug deal,I'm the big wheel The dope I'm sellin',you don't smoke,you feel Out on the dance floor,on my world
so I jumped off in this rap shit You got it criss-crossed ain't no turning me backwards Too many district attorneys concerned with the actions Of one individual he's criminally
ball, naw! Katrina and Rita, ain't got nothin at all On the bandages and damages that we gon put on y'all, for sure! Run on up if ya want, cause we ready
's on your forehead I'm gunnin' while you're runnin And there's plenty of bloodshed There's no sympathy over killin I already warned you You crossed the
them thugstas, yes They will run up on ya, on ya, And that?s when its over, cause We don?t play no games, so when we up on ya, Believe we gonna let it
up So I still be on that yard with a feely of that Marley From the city the Philly women willing to menage Though I put em on pause since Manilli been involved Though everybody's on
case I had to dust task It was about four otha niggaz on the spot grindin' One was on my team smokin' hamps an' poppin' leads (Knock on weed, nigga, fuck that, knock on
up Tips in your clip, click clack, use 'em up Bad intentions and a very good shot X marks the spot where you cross the heart Candlelight vigil on my
gold stares, shot's clear They fire was on July the 4th, Weapons get torn, fugitive slidin' off My force is combined, new world, 2009 Digital, criminals
Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught And from this worldly life, you'll soon depart Yo, I walk a-cross this, world that's deceptive Beats
y'all Runnin' ain't in my protocol Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly
, gutter ways my mentality is ghetto We're guerrillas in this criminal war, we all rebels Death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas We came
for that shock rap Slangin' on the block rap, duckin' where the cops at I don't know that, but Jesus done copped that Not that man on the cross, it
Incomprehensible] As for years, they have killed one another of And America has enjoyed its creation But now these ghetto minded criminals Have crossed
the criminal minded As for years they have killed one another of And america has enjoyed it's creation But now these ghetto-minded criminals Have crossed