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Let it go
(Let this angel go)
Let go
(Time is passin' the cops come)
Big beef, big with the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the of the lines as we growl, motherfucker

We are in the last motherfuckin' days
is Revelations, if it don't go down now
That mean was wrong
Can you face yourself with that
Or the answer? What the fuck do you in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy rollin' with my cat eye, eye
afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out

My album hit the
We for record sales
Hit my liquor
Let my niggas about in jail

Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we
here's some bullshit, like pit bulls in the bull pen
Make a fine, no
If you like my bullets, to hell if he ain't fashion
L.A. looters, throw mask on
Gambini got his on and now we gonna be blastin'

I'm married to the and every year's the same
rain all season
Heaven and Hell is only what you in
Empty the shells if give you the reason

Never was the type to be and duckin' and weavin' by the grievin'
My no fairy tale, reach niggas in every cell
From my to the world, gave the glock to my girl
Don't mix the kids the biz, baby, the industry's hell worth it

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Look in, they grill and get the
'Cuz expressions can a lot
Threw my trust in progress
And you guessin' I a lot

The paper got us dressin' and
We a lot
Confessions get us blessings from the
We sin a lot

Wonder He let me in?
And not constantly tryin' to a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy, they wanna me a bad guy
Now who am I?

P. Diddy muthafucka
Do or
Don't a fuck motherfucker

Roll through, trust no
Tigh kids are tellin' me what's
Buck, buck ammunition,
You let me slow down, the guy got me's fell down

And mami to help out
So the best computer
Yes, stress more
Fresh out the home

If I had a talked to the psychiatrist
Tell her 'bout how she had designers
Can she come buy me?
ride with me, provide me with a gun

Slide the road, come get high with me
You don't come weed me anymore
You don't me anymore
Believe me bitch, shit, slept on the floor

Who been before a black out
Tear up the house
Comin' out detention or they rat
(Come on, pick it up, through)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Insidious, hiddious, gritty 'cuz she gets in the club
Smack the prettiest in a
Whitiest with the mistress
Can see just beatin' up

Got even the little kids pickin' up and nickels
'Cuz they're fallin' in love with his book
them livin' and pinning a minimum worth a penny
Gotta be

We all earn our dollar it is the sour element
What kinda knowledge is this I be reapin'
Dippin' and how it's for money
And ending up going back, we made like one trips
Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I

Yeah, yeah,
See what you do to me, I do to you
And if I'm who you came to see, do what you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, here, right there
And if you sleep, turn your dream to a

don't creep, no sleep, feel the heat
They lookin' at me funny, fuck a hoe, get this
No time for the misfits niggas, bring clips
on my mind, packin' bullets from the mines, muthafucka's

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,