[intro: buddha is god, we came here to travel And speak the to those who do not know themselves. We do the to everythin in our existence And forth the truth. if you cannnot stand on your Own two feet, what must be done? nothin, you die In your own inequity. I y'all to feel me. Let allah take path to teach the truth to those Who do not themselves.
fensta] Heat a pressure cooker Hard-boiled, an egg, mad that they over-looked ya Damn, never go right for a nigga like me All my plots and schemes pretty much shattered to re-evaluate my situation, realization I'm 5% of the nation who know the truth The youth nowadays are color-coded, minds rust on bumpers of old chevy's from 1962 I to cop 'em, but I had to drop 'em Get aboard ground, still I roam the compound Like the saint, who I am I just rob the bank in your town Went sleepin in crates on quincy street Never havin a refridgerator full of to eat out the windows of east new york Was knowledge, understandin when I eatin pork
assassin of zu manchuz] Yo, pictures my wonder years The narrator, I write like diaries and Layin with the bitch too much, swimmin in pools of Mentally takes you out zone, I'm livin un-satisfied My eyes want to see gold in my palm More suedes clark's, the fonz is poetry, islam is Project shrimp scatters the grounds, and tyrants Everyday's the same palace shit like the total Second time on this planet, things tooken for Advantage, presto, don't settle for less, quality garments Yo, exercise your right to arms, peace to salute the prostitutes Constitution, precious in her life From stark 8, is life, extremely fast
[buddha Yo, this life's full of and the devil's still after me I drink bacardi to set the mind free, puff trees in the teepee I'm still hurtin from the shit the devil's still It feels like a sayonce, but I'm in chaos Yo, me, oh, my it's chaos, livin in my Back up, back up, for this you must die
[chorus: drunken of zu manchuz] I've niggaz get shot rocked, they cold ass locked up In cells blocks, days of our lives, wives Takin a nigga's pie, enemies in disguise Take ya clientel, ya girl and leave ya the lies
[manly of zu ninjaz] Yo, my fam's royal, hot like camels in the desert Drinkin rum, by these naked bitches me with baby oil We all loyal with big gats, connect like seeds and soil bean with Where all my now wigs at? jim hat, where shorty at with no kids at? Like armored trucks 25 bricks, I wanna stick that Bein broke gave me the ice grill, if I smoke, I might ill a dyke for tryin to steal >from all my niggaz who can't grab, ain't no fun robbin and brag Cop and hand bags That's like life with no map, a soldier on the wrong path Tryin to road block the to riches If you got somethin, maintain what you go 'cause the only thing to fear in this world is life or
of zu ninjaz] Yo, this dream'll leave you for weight and a triple beam Life's a scheme, so, you add it all up and got your to square off Who was your man and bet this, I'm reckless on your high style's list I dead this through bloody wars, government laws, iritatin sours But soon to heal the ghetto neigborhoods where hittin Ain't no peace, young blasted by the beast I'm from the east where each and every feel it in your physical, mental credentials, fuck a nigga who sell, It was simple, my crew leave a stain where start A half when we depart, a full moon when the l sparks You got to love it, some say the and ugly live on high society's Made us, fuck what you say, they us 9 servants, but feelin better I'm goin for life In my ride, that's yo' man, right?
monk] You was my a-alike, stars will like to shine so bright Now you crack pipes, sell ya whips for low price Yo, what's wrong with you? m-o was for jig-able You had a crew, especially known to for you Now you fucked up and no one even has a small How you fell off and caught to these low down blues That's why I sing this song, I'll keep on It me stay strong and hold this fort down with firearms His pathetic for my man nine, don't even sweat it I'ma help ya ass out, no for things, but don't forget it maybe on this cross road, I could take this same load And who can my ass out on a path to receive higher gold?
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[outro: drunken of zu manchuz] ...nigga!!!