(I thought all our problems over) Westcoast, we're not suppose to better I suppose we just to let this shit happen, huh? You mother fuckers done y'all mind Y'all done bumped y'all mother fuckin' Now there's got to be somethin' done 'bout all this shit occurrin' I don't it, I don't like it one mother fuckin' bit
Free me, I've been captured by some drainin' my blood, taken samples of my semen Got the nerve to me crazy Tappin' all my telephones, my lady's
But I trained them every to ball and never fumble, survive in the jungle It like Stevie Wonder, rainy days, I'll be the thunder No Carma and no drama so I gots to ask my
Yo, why Kenny me starvin'? Didn't do his part? She she had a heart She did all that she do, she kept her faith in God That's
You better run nigga, do ya nigga Get off a chain nigga you's a free nigga Run nigga, nigga, chain nigga, what?
You better run nigga, do ya thang Get off a chain nigga you's a free nigga Run nigga, thang nigga, chain nigga,
I'm holding in my hand an Copy of the emancipation Much to my dismay I that Lincoln forgot to sign it And that means technically I'm a slave And you're still a owner
I rest around the roudy it G niggas And niggas who be known as thugs Livin' the life because they wanna boom in money and But no love when they spray for them everyday
'Cause they kill ya dead and take ya bread if you with they late To my dismay my ain't no thugs some slaves tryin to runaway to a better day And anything in they way, they crush it But if ain't about that flow then discuss it
Plopin' and pumpin' we off the chain and Willin' to die for and that's official Without or with you, pistol be government With the scrached off word so the Tre be observed We serve, fuckin' with nerve
See no myself See I hear no, no, see no evil Except for demons that be by me lookin' like everyday people Tryin' to get up in my mindframe, stop me from doing my See if I was a killa, y'all would hear my Nine Milli
But na that never was my skillo, Funk mostly just be like chillen Dealin' wit these crooked villains, ready like Freddie Tryin' to whoop a for somethin' That's why I'm on the so for sure they gets nothin' a nigga asscrack, kiss it, runaway slave, that's the click We set you free nigga, yourself from the clinch
Run nigga, nigga, chain nigga, what? You better run nigga, do ya thang Get off a chain nigga 'cause you's a nigga Run nigga, thang nigga, nigga, what?
Samba bring ain't got shit to live for bout you real how you killed so Scared to death, shakin' like a something to live for It's sad to see you with that slave
Let me set you free, come follow my ain't no lookin' back Better run like hell, for sure you'll end up dead, don't bump head Man I'm 'bout to right for you and me To my ghetto children, be See how suppose to be
Run nigga, nigga, what? Chain nigga,
(It's over) Run nigga, (It's over) nigga, what? (It's over) Chain nigga, (It's over) (Nigga we slaves) (Nigga we runaway slaves and we ain't back)