Yo Yo Yeah g? That to l.a., may be delayed Why whassup I'm on my way to the now Yeah well boy guru got knocked ! I don't know what this is about, crazy man about a gun
"the calls keith elam to the stand. approach the bench."
Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in central are fucked up, the way my future's looking But I'm too fly, i'ma change this Make power moves and tighten up my bankroll Chumps are leary though, they see me as a I'm like the black dutch when you get me upset 5-0 makes me wanna flip, davis style Got a nigga depressed, he's awaitin trial It's ok though, cause from grey comes blue darkness comes light and I be known as the guru And this I we all should be alerted by The traps within the system, our youth is gettin by The D.A. they got me on a felony I'm tryin to my life, so what the fuck is you tellin me? The streets are war, that's what brothers weapons for And I the weight as I did before The next you know, they got me on the radio A rapper arrested, showin me on video Of course I know, I'm a role model But yo rap life is real life sometimes it's full throttle Right now I gotta think about me fuck the You gets no love, those who support me What's the story, happened when I went to L.A.? shit up, no not there I got family Nothin happened, mind business yo step You we connect, jfk 2 lax
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They wanna lock us all up, and throw the key Don't wanna see us come up, don't see us makin g's Long as we this is the key to our destruction Let's moves no discussion
Peace to my man hass, and man payin the cost All the twenty-five to all my brothers gettin tossed Into the system, supposed to It's why you regulate your own mindstate Read, study lessons and build your power The next level, doesn't cowards For example, I know this rich Powerful american that's proud to be an He me why do all us brothers be gettin trapped I told him I'd explain it broke it in a rap Whether you got naps, braids or no hair Without for yourself nigga, you goin nowhere And you can swagger like you as josey wales Unorganized revolt always mostly fails Give up the ways, be effective soldiers To elevate the is to be poor no more There's war in the streets, prepared men best Our rhyme is as as it gets, jfk 2 lax They're always makin trouble yo, the righteous Killin us in cold blood, those beats those And as I sit feelin the pain in my I vow to myself that i'ma this shit Or at least I gotta try, or of me will die And only by action will any solidify So I inhale, as I ponder This grown man will mistakes no longer I've been there, I've seen how they make us fall To their tricknowledgy, with no I diss em And so I rip facts to tracks I caress You're hear about it, from jfk 2 lax
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