we put too much work in
seen too many cold days
too many nights servin
it's been tried
we will survive
cnn rise
keep street ties
we got a hundred niggaz strong
a hundred niggaz armed to kill you right or wrong
you can't murder what's dead
we walk the pavement with
one in the head
now what i stands for i rise for
my man's who i die for
blows frontline in the war
despise law
i'm built to be guilty
filthy
dirty
rich
niggaz wanna kill me 'fore i'm thirty-six
stop my lifeline
i'm tryin to hundred thousand dollar car and ice mine
predicate felon
lifetime
consecutive cases
no respect for racists
haters hate this
hope to trade places
and piss where my grave is
i lay this down
i blaze this pound i'ma say this now
fuck around and i'ma chastise
you ain't that wise
i'm out to capitalize
my cap size is nine milli
leave you slumpin back in your ride
my hood sit on bloody acres
parallel to my maker
i squeeze vertical a fiend i'm servin you
what dirt'll do to virginal niggaz
is get 'em kilt
filled with hot lead
but not by the feds
who wanna see me dead?
you can't killlll
me
we put too much work in
seen too many cold days
too many nights hurtin
you can't killlll
me
it's been tried
we will survive
cnn rise
keep street ties
you can't killlll
me
we got a hundred niggaz strong
a hundred niggaz armed to kill you right or wrong
you can't killlll
me
you can't murder what's dead
we walk the pavement with
one in the head
i can't believe what i saw
through the eyes of the corner
i had warrants on each name
aliases in each state
i got caught
what the hell did i thought?
turkey bacon or turkey ham
it's pork
it's the same thing
you should look how i walk
the gun make me lean to the left
i saw it and repped
look for the moment to step
mo-e' i'm wet
the judge know i caught a nigga and i beat him to death
but it's okay
i go jet ski in the bay
away from new york
and go lay up in l.a. i know intelligent niggaz that move dough
leave out of the hood
and lose all of they shit
well i don't lose nuttin
i learned how to mix with other cultures
other vultures
niggaz know i leave my path
kneeds the math
it's good like the haitian hash
it's amazin
you know my nigga maze won't crash
it go
as long as blood in my vein flows niggaz gon' hate
wish on my death date
give my description
to the plain clothes
rely on my fate
remain cold
like lost souls to the crossroads
guns i been bought those
i'm a legend
only if lord knows
you can't kill me and place me in potter's field
y'all niggaz not as real
i predict that i'ma die squeezin
thug it through the five seasons
i place my trust in the heat
my higher bein
you cannot kill me
or have me leanin slumped on a project gate
with one in my stomach
barely breathin
my moms grievin
my wife cryin
my kid's a bastard
i bust iron
fuck livin or dyin
fools who work out get tight caskets
niggaz who merk out when i spray crash kid
that's the way that i'm on it