black people dont have no
all we got to do is kick it
we gonna kick it in our hood
we might go kill a couple of niggaz mane
go in they hood and do a drive-by
then come back in the hood and laugh about that stuff
only how you really gonna get deep into it
is when one of your homeys die
just like when my partnaz died
i introduced him to this game
bout take my brother home
i aint got nuthin but love for you loccs and hogs
and i ain't got nuthin but love for my muthafuckin dogs
in the mist of the war zone
daylight tonight the heat held close and tight
beware here i come with the dpg on my chest
heat gonna spit like elliot ness
in the darkest zone you feel alone and on your own
niggaz call me kurupt coleone
now with these emotions how you approach yourself
knowin you all about your wealth and as it is to health
ask for forgiveness cuz i'm bout to lay this nigga flat
cuz the closest you see it
is when niggaz write about it
i can't live without it and it ain't shit i could do
but stay down with the homeys in grey and blue
so just keep the heat close in hand
cuz i done see niggaz get shit while they homeboys ran
heavenly father shine your light on me
i know i promise to slow down on this weed
seems i remember someone used to say
if you take one life away