tha streets

Singer:bizzy bone

rest in peace

karlos shammar davis. 7th sign soldier. a.k.a. low down. rest in peace

nigga. i love you. yeah. it's just the dirty seven in this

motherfucker

killers incorporated motherfucker. ha ha. little capo in this bitch. rasu in this motherfucker. mo! thug millenium

thugline. nigga what?

bring yellow niggas back in style b

the streets smothered me

crack smothered me and the brothers/ i want to move out of this country

get away from ya motherfuckers/ momma was cheatin' and

sleepin' with somebody elses nigga/ a bastard is born quick

lil' b got half sisters/ liquor ridiculous

watchin' my niggas die quickly/ speak from the

spirit

they comin' with me/ and that's for runnin' with me

dirty money

i'm still hungry/ club niggas is yuppies

guppies fuckin' these little baby

puppies/ fresh outta prison

nigga rusty

but i'm mackin' none-the-less/ bullet's is followin' but bizzy is feelin' lucky/ so why you muggin' me thug

you

really ain't buggin' me bitch/ and little capo keep lookin' that's cause he really love me/ the streets smothered me

crack smothered me and the brothers/

i want to move out of this country

get away from motherfuckers/ nine millimeter

it don't cover me

i'm caught up in this motherfuckin' fuckery/ 7th

sign

nigga

only god is us

homie rolly

in god we trust/ god bless my niggas

thug luv / only way that we gon' ever get to rise

togetherness as we ride

till we meet out demise

twenty two years and still countin' clockin' collatoral

baffled while we really here up against obsticles/ i'm a radical

killer capo-confuscious

throw

up my fist if we compatible/ no love? fuck it

then let's battle/ ammo explode

machine gun rattle/ everybody scatter

hysterical/ sirens

police patrol

but they keep on rollin' soon as they see that this o.g. to back controllin' the streets/ probablly some real niggas

got me heated

state your

beef/ these bitches need to practice what they preach

capice? rest in peace martin luther king

who truly was a bigger man than me

turned the other

cheek/ nigga

please! generation x is more than the weak

just a little sneak peek preview of what i came to do/ simply dominate

won't tolerate

dispute/

nickel plated

aim to shoot 'em up/ suggest you pussy's keep your lip shut or get fucked

united we stand

divided we fall for the same bullshit like snipers on whitehouse lawns/ in the same 'hood shit

got niggas from compton to africa on

that thug shit/ reginold deny

any comment i lost my blood reppin' karlos davis/ i can't love shit unless the fullest extent is given/ i'm above this

deception

i know they intentions/ weapons of thug shit if ever they step out of line/ from ashes to dust

bitch! ride

never been far from the grave

since the murder

never been afraid/ my cradle had a guage close by when my father was stressed/ momma asked him to leave as she departed to death/ and

ever since

i've been convinced that it's kill or be killed/ had the young mind of a scholar

but society failed/ josiah ben rasu

they caged my brother

back in '96 but now in armageddon we ridin' forever