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[Kokane]
In this times
Of hate and pain
We need a remedy
To help us through the rain
Can’t you see
I’m straight up G.

[Snoop Dogg]
Old Chief

[Kokane]
Fuck you niggas
Think you can’t fuck with me

[Suga Free](Snoop Dogg)
Oh c’mon
Now that pimp is gonna jump back
Bitch, and fuck that
Shit, I’m qualify to knock a hoe no matter where ever I’ve go
Excuse me partner, this is pimpin’ little pimpin let you know
Break the bitch you say "I will"
Separate the bitch but you saying "I will"
Damn nigga, shit
Since you but it like that
I’mma lay some right now nigga
And take them straight to the track (track)
I’ve never let a bitch pimp me
Trying to tell me what to do but I’mma stay O.G.
Fresh out the pen only 30 today (30 today)
And every bitch ? in a multiply ways
Now since world
Why did the little girl walk around with a gold fish in her pocket
So she could smell like the big girl
And check the one with the fast mouth
Just get your money if you have to knock her motherfucking ass.

[Kokane]
I don’t care whatcha do
Long you don’t fuck with mine (C’mon sing ya’ll)
You think you can’t be touch
Niggas disappear all the time.

[Snoop Dogg]
Oh blue eyes
Dogg Sinatra
Make a nigga disappear like Jimmy ? (Where is he)
The glock cocker
Hold hopper
Show stopper
Watch your mouth, Watch your mouth
I put you in a freak in a billiard
And separate you from your children (Daddy)
I stay G’d up
All the G’s from my set ain’t never P-C-up(hahaha)
If you hit the main line
You gonna get stop
Paying motherfuckers off cause sucka duck
Me and my niggas go heart and pain
Putting pain where ain’t making bitch niggas pay
It’s a clear blue sky there on the Eastside (Eastside)
Throw your set up and wave it from (Rolling) side to c-side
I’m talking big shit
Hold my dick
Banging on u cuz
Nigga this crip.

[Kokane(Suga Free)]
I got so many tricks up my sleeve (Ah you ain’t knowin’)
For you hoes to gets with me (Oh to the basement)
You wanna bang let’s bang it on (Oh Oh)
We about thousand niggas strong
I don’t care whatcha you do (I don’t care what the fuck whatcha do)
Long you don’t fuck with me (As long you don’t fuck with mine)
You think you can’t be touch (Uhhhhh)
Niggas disappear all the time.

[Suga Free]
No, I don’t love you, bitch
You a hoe, I never will (Never will)
Can’t tell you my feelings
Scratch the fence and don’t fell
Bitch, matter fact be gone
Fuck around and how you Mama saying "Baby, he won’t"
Talking about he a real pimp
Bitch, It’s jumbo lance with proper proper jumbo shrimp
Since I’m prepare with my hoe
Got it cracking with my hoe
Study macking with my hoe
Now I’m stacking with my hoe.

[Snoop Dogg]
I pop a bottle of Mo
About to model a hoe
I’m working them, serving ‘em and breaking a ? (You know)
Did the weed, man get in
Take it too long
But when he get it dogg
I’m taking us off (Give it up nigga)
Niggas know how D-O-double G "does it"
Known for making that crip hop music
Don’t abuse
Just ride to the rhythm of a pimp ass, upper class, cold motherfucker.

[Kokane]
(Humming )

[Kokane]
Long you don’t fuck with mine
You think you can’t be touch
Niggas disappear all the time.

[Kokane]
(Humming)

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(seal/isidore/melvoin/coleman/bruce/rizzo) 1994

Bring it on
…it on it on it on it on it on it on…

…bring it on bring it on bring it on bring it on…

First i didn’t have the will to carry on
…carry on…

Illusions in my mind
…illusions in my mind…

Like that picture when you feel you can’t go on
…go on…

Like you’ve been left behind
…behind…

Life goes on, now
Take me to that funky place where you and i were born. (l)

Carry on, now
…now…

Psychedlic tendencies of love will bring it on (l)
…bring it on…
Bring it on
Bring it on, bring it on
Don’t wait until tomorrow
Bring it on
Bring it on
Bring it on

Give me something for the dream that i am in
…in…
You know i love the way you save me (l)
A broken pawn,
I depended on.
Was only life, i was feeling (l)

It goes on, now
Take me to that funky place where you and i were born (l)
Carry on, now (l)
Ain’t no reason you should feel for shorn,
Unconditioned love will bring it on…..

Bring it on
Bring it on
Don’t wait until tomorrow
Wait until tomorrow
Bring it on

Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)

Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)
…bring it on…………. (seal)

Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)
Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)
Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)

Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)
…bring it on…………. (seal)

Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)
Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)
Bring it on, bring it on bring it on (wendy&lisa)

Unconditioned love will bring it on

La da..da de da… (wendy&lisa)

So what lies under.
Is your kingdom come?
Chase it way,
Down low.
It’s only life.

Don’t wait until tomorrow.
Don’t wait until tomorrow.
Don’t wait until tomorrow.
Don’t wait until,
Wait until tomorrow.

Bring it on, bring it on bring it on
Bring it on

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Bring it on motherfucker bring it on (4x)

Verse one: pharoahe monch

Mind chip
I even be gettin more graphic than an neo geo
Thirty-two bit computer chip be slipped between my lips
And then i’ll spit
Spit it out spit it out go ahead spit out
That itty bitty style you upchuck
Betta believe i buttfuck mc’s from the rear it appears you’re stuck up
It’s my terminology that strike up mind and rips this beat apart
You know the many styles i choose will bruise crews from the start
I flow awkwardly cause awkwardly i flow that’s to the rhythm
Incisions are made into the brain and then i begin to give em
A lobotomy, follow me i’m shapin your brain.. like.. pottery
All over the track
Gimme the p-h gimme the a-r gimme the o-a gimme the h-e, pharoahe
Crazy poison tip arrows are hittin you from all directions
You cannot dodge or manage to dislodge them from the point at
Which they are connecting
I am se-se-selecting a ne-ne-ne-new style
Live for pa-pa-pa-pile-piles of mc’s who try to get bu-bu-bu-buck-buckwild
Fu-fu-fu-fuck dat, when i’m in a renovative state of mind
I’m innovative, never been afraid of rockin the microphone
I’m prone to be eliminating
Cling when i sing a song of sixpence if it makes sense then sing along
Cling along to my nuts if you got guts then bring it on

Bring it on motherfucker bring it on (8x)

Verse two: prince poetry

There is no equivalent one consider me the epitome of rhymes
Rhythm to techs execution is parallel to them with
An exception of the organisms
My telepathy cannot be dismantled so stop sweatin me
Advanced data now watch your greater updates so raps get trampled
Fe-fi-foe steps up elevations show
That i’m ahead of your time specifically right behind a dope rhyme
Rippin shit up at prime time i’m optimus prime/time material
Imperial wizard of vocabularic havoc i eat mc’s like cereal
That’s soggy, milky skills like mister miyagi
When it’s foggy i release globby spits
Over names of rappers in the lobby as a hobby… i’ll!
Rip your nitshit get stick quick get your crew before i do
Something gory to your quite futile styles
Miniature raps get waxed, simonized
Into the fifth dimension of your centifugal never typical stand attention
I’m, mystical rip shit til the power blows
Those chose to compete we delete em — observe defeat
That’s sending down from above to get cha hit cha split cha ditch cha
Picture you, victorious
I’m gory plus your shit’s mad boring, bring it on

Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on motherfucker bring it on (2x)

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This garden that I built for you
That you sit in now and yearn
I will never leave it, dear
I could not bear to return
And find it all untended
With the trees all bended low
This garden is our home, dear
And I got nowhere else to go

So bring it on
Bring it on
Every little tear
Bring it on
Every useless fear
Bring it on
All your shattered dreams
And I’ll scatter them into the sea
Into the sea

The geraniums on your window sill
The carnations, dear, and the daffodil
Well, they’re ordinary flowers
But they long for the light of your touch
And of your trembling will
Ah, you’re trembling still
And I am trembling too
To be perfectly honest I don’t know
Quite what else to do

So bring it on
Bring it on
Every neglected dream
Bring it on
Every little scheme
Bring it on
Every little fear
And I’ll make them disappear

So bring it on, bring it on
Bring it on
Every little thing
Bring it on
Every tiny fear
Bring it on
Every shattered dream
And I’ll scatter them into the sea

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(gary rossington — johnny vanzant — rickey medlocke — hughie thomasson)
Uhh huh that’s right

Missy was a real fine looker
Always had an eye for the boys
Man i always wanted to book that girl
Play around with some of her toys

I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes
I said oh no lord here we go
Don’t you pretend you don’t know
Bring it on
Yeah baby

Rumor says she from the bayou
Searchin’ for her fortune and fame
Man she’s got a way about her
She’s drivin’ all us poor boys insane

I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes
I said oh no lord here we go
Don’t you pretend you don’t know
Bring it on
Give it to me baby
I’ve been waiting for it all night long
Bring it on
I know you got it in you to shake my sheets
To your rock n roll beat
Bring it on, you can bring it on

Just about the time i thought i had it made
I felt a slap on my shoulder
I turned around and had to stare up at him
He said little man you best think this over

I said my, my oh take a look in his eyes
I said, oh no, lord here we go
The band’s on a break lets give this bar a show
Bring it on, give it to me mister
We can fight about her all night long
Bring it on, take your best shot
Oh bring it, bring it on
Oh no
We can fight about her all night long
Bring it on

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Ohh
Ay yo swizz
What’s up
I told you baby this the one right here
This is the one
Sheek louch
Omigod
Yo yo yo ay yo

Chorus 2x:
Ay yo y’all niggas want war?
Bring it on c’mon
Y’all want war with sheek?
Bring it on c’mon
Y’all tryin na stop how i eat?
Bring it on c’mon , bring it on c’mon , bring it on c’mon

[sheek: verse 1]
Yo how you gon talk shit when you soft as pudding
Knowing the work that these real thugs put in
We too legit
Let me hear you rap something bout us
I’ma break the hands of the man who wrote your shit
We take minks off backs
Them grime niggas in clubs that make niggas walk
With them bodyguard cats
I’m glad i’m free
I feel like harriet tubman came and got me
>from the white man property
It’s all glitz and glitter but no cash you getting
You hear the difference in that shit that i’m spittin
Double r
That’s street shit and that’s the way it has to be
Myself , sheek louch , and i’m still mtv
I can talk about guns
Go out smack some nuns
Then flip and do a song with country music and shit
Don’t ever play lox for no fucking retard
Cuz your dough aint that long that you can’t see god
Plus these rap niggas out here respect the god
They know we spit that shit so they respect our sound
They know how hard a motherfucker is and water that’s down
Here that’s that shit right there
I swear from yonkers motherfucker
We’ll bust in the air
Aint nobody killin clouds over here
Respect us
You bleed how we bleed
We bust how you bust
Yo swizz help me out sing this chorus for us
C’mon

Chorus 2x

[verse 2]
Ay yo this here is for them cats that wild nonstop
Can’t dance just play the club and bop
No respect for the law
Fuck security son
Cuz you big that aint stopping me from bustin my gun
It’s a fact that fire burns and shit stink
It’s also a fact that your vest only protectin your chest
You aint think about your head when you was talkin that mess
Or this knife
Across your face scar you for life
Now do you really wanna rock that ice?
Heh heh
Do your security really love your life?
Or do they just want their check
You think they gon take one in the neck
For a nigga with no respect
For his crew
Man we don’t wear half on chinese food
Slept in the same bed
Same chick gave us head
Brothers , and we aint gon stop till we all dead
Aint shit gon change
Just the dough gon change
Fuck a bentley
I’m good with a rubberband colored range
I empty a clip at you you send nothing in exchange
Y’all niggas mad soft no heart all brains
But what’s smart when a dumb dumb burst your heart
I’m done now but first hold up hold your applause
I got one question to ask y’all do y’all niggas want war?

Chorus 6x

[swizz ad libs to end]

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Chorus:

"presidents to represent me" –> nas "get money!"
"i’m out for presidents to represent me" "get money!"
"i’m out for presidents to represent me" "get money!"
"i’m out for dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (whose…)"

Rock… on, roc-a-fella y’all
The saga continues

Ahh, who wanna bet us that we don’t touch leathers
Stack cheddars forever, live treacherous all the et ceteras
To the death of us, me and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y’all niggaz just rhyme
By the ounce dough accumulates like snow
We don’t just shine, we illuminate the whole show; you feel me?
Factions from the other side would love to kill me
Spill three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat
Fuck em, we hate a nigga lovin this life
In all possible ways, know the feds is buggin my life
Hospital days, reflectin when my man laid up
On the uptown high block he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slippin, this is a minor set back
Yo, still in all we livin, just dream about the get back
That made him smile though his eyes said, "pray for me"
I’ll do you one better and slay these niggaz faithfully
Murder is a tough thing to digest, it’s a slow process
And i ain’t got nothin but time
I had near brushes, not to mention three shots
Close range, never touched me, divine intervention
Can’t stop i, from drinkin mai-tai’s, with ta ta
Down in nevada, ha ha, poppa, word life
I dabbled in crazy weight without rap, i was crazy straight
Potnah, i’m still spendin money from eighty-eight… what?

Chorus

Geyeah, know what? i’ll make..
You and your wack mans fold like bad hands
Roll like monopoly, ad-vance you copy me
Like white crystals, i gross the most
At the end of the fiscal year than these niggaz can wish to
The dead presidential, canidate
With the sprinkles and the presidental, ice that’ll offend you
In due time when crime fleas my mind
All sneak thieves and playa haters can shine
But until then i keep the trillion cut diamonds shinin brilliant
I’ll tell you half the story, the rest you fill it in
Long as the villian win
I spend japan yen, attend major events
Catch me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is bitin
J-a-y hyphen, controllin, manipulatin
I got a good life man, pounds and pence
Nuff dollars make sense, while you ride the bench
Catch me swinging for the fence
Dead presidents, ya know

Chorus

Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, so be it
The soviet, the unified steady flow
You already know, you light i’m heavy roll, heavy dough
Mic macheted your flow, your paper falls slow
Like confetti, mines a steady grow, bet he glow
Pay five dead it from blow, better believe i have
Eleven sixty to show, my doe flip like tae-kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like dom, maybe this cristal’s
To change your life huh, roll with the winners
Heavy spenders like hit records: roc-a-fella
Don’t get it corrected this shit is perfected
From chips to chicks just drivin a lexus
Make it without your gun, we takin everything you brung
We cake and you niggaz is fake and we gettin it done
Crime family, well connected Jay-Z
And you fake thugs is unplugged like mtv
I empty three, take your treasure, my pleasure
Dead presidentials, politics as usual
Bla-ouw!

"dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (whose…)"
"dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (whose…)"
"dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (whose…)"
"dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me (whose…)"

Chorus 2x

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Welcome everyone to the big show
Jake and jack, and the dark carnival
Remove your hats or we’ll cut off your heads
Show respect your amongst the dead
Don’t like bigots and richy boy fucks
Ain’t shit changed bitch, check us
Detroit, southwest murderers die
The greatest spectacle under the sky
5 cards came and made they mark
From moon you gone down platin park
Fuck the drum sticks, xylophone, cello
I’m a wicked clown bitch hello
Everbody come jump in our rides
Bring you and your fat ass bitch in side
Wagons, tents are swift as a breeze
Can’t nobody get with these, motha fucka
Bring it on

Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (7x)

Violent j, shaggy, serial killers with style
Fashion of the 2000’s and beyond

Voodoo, chicken and magical wands
Dead bigots, (yo) face down in the ponds
Broken neck with the flick of our wrist
All this playa hatin gettin me pissed
Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky chick hoe
Swishers, faygo’s and kung foo blow’s
If jake jeckel drop 88 card
No more chicks just sizzlin balls
I’ll hypnotize ya like a vampire
Bite your neck and set your head on fire
Shoot me with silver bullets, ok
I’ll pull ‘em out, pawn ‘em and get paid
Here try my licorice treat
I know dead folk that chew they feet
Carnival moves in shadow of time
And he’s runnin a little behind, bitch
Bring it on

Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (7x)

Insane clown posse icp
Ax murdering done with a touch of detroit class

Jeckel drop ball
Shangrila dies (3x)
1 for your greed
2 for your lies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangrila die (3x)
1 for your greed
2 for your lies

Shaggs 2 dope serial killa
Ax murder boy, wig cap peela
I can wear a fila jacket and look fresh
I’m pimpin like david caresh…why’s it
People think i got bombs in my locka
Teachers try to open it up, i’m a sock her
Get the fuck back and leave me alone
Before i have to come to your home, and see ya
Wind me up and i can do flips
And put the smack down on your lips
Billy boy rude and jump steady tom tubs
Stephan legs, double a got love
Drinkin moon mist carnival bar
Got folk love, people love whatever you are
Fork side ways i’m a jugglin man
Can’t nothin reign bitch
Bring it on

Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (7x)

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If i was unordinately different to what you say
I’d lie, oh i’d lie
If you could release me now
You know that i won’t hesitate
To lie, i would lie

Bring it on, make it right
Bring it on into the light
Pick me up satellite
If it’s wrong, make it right

Indecipherable gibberish – kind of guitar

If i lied and told you they were difficult or hard to take
I’d lie, i’d still lie
If you try to please me now
You know that i won’t remonstrate
But lie i would lie

Bring it on, make it right
Bring it on, into the light
Pick me up, satellite
If it’s wrong, make it right

We like quiet nights on the island
??read by patterned stars round our head
We can reach new heights in this island
We’re dragged slowly to our ?feet?

Bring it on, make it right
Bring it out, into the light
Pick me up, satellite
If it’s wrong, make it right

Bring it on, make it right
Bring it out, into the light
Pick me up, satellite
If it’s wrong, make it right

If i was inordinately different

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Intro:
Bring it on

2low:
Cover your dome or feel the motherfuckin’ glock
The problem child is in the house i’m lettin’ off shots
Biggedy bang biggedy bang hit them motherfuckers dead
I’m down on this track and i’m about to get wreck
I’m comin’ like a hustla never comin’ busta
Blastin’ around you hoes screamin’ "die motherfucka"
Never showin’ mercy cause that shit is for the weak
I ? put my glock and knock that nigga off his feet
A young nigga judge says i’m bigger
Step up with that bullshit and i’m a greet you with this trigger
Blastin’ all you hoes to let you know how it feels
Fuckin’ with the 5th ward psycho get your fuckin’ dome peeled
Motherfucker bring it on

Seagram:
It’s the seagster the major leagesta
Bitch deceiver nigga life or leaver
Oakland, hustler never been a buster
Make way for the nine try i’m comin’ motherfucker
Straight from the 6-9 the final line village
Doin’ more damage than an exxon spillage
Uh coward and that’s that
I’m known to pack a gat and put heads on flap
No rehabilitating my trigger
Take a nigga out the ghetto but you can’t take the ghetto out the nigga
Ain’t nothin’ changed since the 70’s
I’m hellbound bitch my life ain’t never been heavenly
Never slippin’ porno a nigga don’t laugh
Game tight replace a niggas nights with a toe tag
Fazoo his ass and a zigga i’m the founder
Stackin’ up bodies like jeffery dahlmer
Oh here comes the flow
Watch me as i tip toe to a niggas window with my m-6-0
Puttin’ motherfuckers out they misery
And watchin’ the murders reanacted on unsolved mysteries
Trick, coward ass pussy ass faggot
Six feet deep is where you sleep with the worms and the maggots
Nigga can’t harm me
Rap-a-lot army comin’ like desert storm
You’ve been warned but if you still want some nigga bring it on

Bandaid bandit of too much trouble:

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You pound pound pound man it doesn’t get you anywhere. i’m the one with the blond hair now i’m dyeing it blue black. you take take take man does it get you hot. you don’t know what you got. now
Aking it all back. i’m going away. i’m going away from here. you fly fly fly yeah you think you’re superman. well let me tell you clark kent. i know who you are. i’m going away. i’m going away f
Ere. you’re bringing it on yourself. you’re not that far not that far no you’re not that far from me. you’re not that far away from me. i’m going away. i’m going away from here. you’re bringing
Yourself.

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it’s not enough to say you think of me
it’s not enough to wanna be here in my arms
it’s not enough to call me every night
i need to see you need to hold you in my arms
if you’re serious
more than curious you gotta go for it
you gotta pick a place to start
bring it on
bring it on
show me how it’s gonna be
bring it on
bring it on
cos if you wanna be with me
i’m not about to wait around
you gotta let your love come down
down
down
down bring it on
bring it on
down
down
down
down
stop contemplating baby can’t you see
i never said we weren’t gonna take it slow
i’m not asking for a diamond ring
just a chance of some time to get to know
if you’re serious
more than curious
you gotta go for it
you gotta pick a place to start
if you’re serious
more than curious
you gotta go for it
you gotta pick a place to start
bring it on
bring it on
show me how it’s gonna be
bring it on
bring it on
cos if you wanna be with me i’m not about to wait around
you gotta let your love come down
down
down
down
bring it on
bring it on
show me how it’s gonna be
bring it on
bring it on
cos if you wanna be with me
i’m not about to wait around
you gotta let your love come down
down
down
down
bring it on bring it on
you and me could be so good together
i’ll take all your fears away
you won’t feel the pain
what more can i say
oh
repeat chorus
wanna be
wanna be
gotta be
you and me
wanna get down

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Bring it on
At first I didn’t have the will to carry on
Illusions in my mind
Like that picture when you feel you can’t go on
Like you’ve been left behind
Life goes on, now
Take me to that funky place where you and I were born.
Carry on, now
Psychedlic tendencies of love will bring it on
Bring it on
Bring it on, Bring it on
Don’t wait until tomorrow
Bring it on
Bring it on
Bring it on
Give me something for the dream that I am in
You know I love the way you save me
A broken pawn,
I depended on.
Was only life, I was feeling
It goes on, now
Take me to that funky place where you and I were born
Carry on, now
Ain’t no reason you should feel for shorn,
Unconditioned love will bring it on
Bring it on
Bring it on
Don’t wait until tomorrow
Wait until tomorrow
Bring it on
…Bring it on….
…Bring it on….
Unconditioned love will bring it on
So what lies under.
Is your kingdom come?
Chase it way,
Down low.
It’s only life.
Don’t wait until tomorrow.
Don’t wait until tomorrow.
Don’t wait until tomorrow.
Don’t wait until,
Wait until tomorrow.
Bring it on, bring it on bring it on
Bring it on

Bring It On (Letra)

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(fat joe speaking)
Yea yea, what
Uh, terror squad
Uh, from the streets to the jail cell
I mean, my niggaz is facin death penalties and all that
Charlie rock el d
Yea yea, this go out to you my nigga
Yo, yo

Verse 1:
Aint no solution for this
Since day one i been true to this shit
Often niggaz try to shoot but they miss
I been provin to hit so you know its really real
I went from chillin on the hills to signin deals worth fitty (fifty) mil
Self made millionaire status
We all gettin money but its funny how mine makes niggaz maddest
Come at us if you ready for war
Whoever you are
Leave you dead in your hall leakin red on the floor
Better than ya’ll
Niggaz need to face the facts
Since the days of crack i been blazin gats – tryin to raise my stats
Tracin back – you could find me at a racin track
Laced in black – bettin on a horse called amazin jack
Joey crack’s the illest – fully backed my killaz
Hoppin outta 18 wheelas – like mad gorillas
Niggaz need to calm they nerves when i’m concerned
Cause if you didn’t know by now – you all gone learn

Chorus: i ain’t know you really want it
How am i supposed to know theres something when you keep frontin
Dont want no people wantin to play my game
And if you really want the problems nigga say my name
Bring it on, come on

I ain’t know you really want it
How am i supposed to know theres something when you keep frontin
Dont want no people wantin to play my game
And if you really want the problems nigga say my name
Bring it on, come on

Verse 2:
I puts it down with pun
Now all i do is lounge in the sun
Look what i done from the slums – to sportin 5 thousand and ones
See the ice glitter – i only walk with them nice niggaz
Sheist niggaz that quit it for doin life niggaz
You had a judge – we came through in the clutch
Fifty fifth- aint no what to do when i came through wit’cha
The don polly – you could find me as fresh as denali
In times probably even marching at a shaufton (?) rally
I often carry thats the price of fame
Got precise the fame snipe u with the rifle and unlight your brain
It aint a game – its real niggaz with real guns
That still run – caught a box- and pump ox by the millions
Before the children thats confusin life
The voodoo type that’ll pull out the uz (uzi) and make you lose your life
The news is tight – i got em hangin by the neck
Man you tanglin with vets when you bangin with ts (what, what the fuck!)