(I all our problems were over) Westcoast, we're not suppose to know I suppose we just suppose to let this happen, huh? You mother done lost y'all mind Y'all done bumped mother fuckin' head Now there's got to be somethin' done 'bout all this that's occurrin' I don't like it, I don't it one mother fuckin' bit
Free me, I've been by some demons They drainin' my blood, taken of my semen Got the to call me crazy all my telephones, questioning my lady's
But I trained every summer Hope to ball and never fumble, survive in the It like Stevie Wonder, rainy days, I'll be the thunder No and no drama so I gots to ask my mama
Yo, why left me starvin'? daddy 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 nigga 'cause you's a free nigga Run nigga, thang nigga, nigga, what?
You better run nigga, do ya thang Get off a chain nigga 'cause a free nigga Run nigga, nigga, chain nigga, what?
I'm in my hand an original of the emancipation proclamation Much to my I noticed that Lincoln forgot to sign it And that means technically I'm a slave And still a slave owner
I rest the roudy 'bout it G niggas And niggas who be known as thugs Livin' the life because they boom in money and drugs But ain't no love they spray Pray for everyday
'Cause they kill ya dead and take ya if you play with they late To my my niggas ain't no thugs some slaves tryin to runaway to a better day And anything in they way, they gonna it But if ain't about that flow then discuss it
Plopin' and pumpin' we off the chain and Willin' to die for anything and that's Without or with you, be government issued With the scrached off word so the Tre be observed We serve, L-Ron fuckin' with
See no like See I hear no, speak no, see no Except for them demons 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 Boogie mostly 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' Except a nigga asscrack, it, runaway slave, that's the click We set you nigga, break yourself from the clinch
Run nigga, thang nigga, nigga, what? You better run nigga, do ya thang Get off a chain 'cause you's a free nigga Run nigga, thang nigga, nigga, what?
Samba bring ain't got shit to live for Talkin' you real how you killed so Scared to death, shakin' a Dildo Find to live for sad to see you with that slave mentality
Let me set you free, come follow my cracks ain't no lookin' Better run like hell, for sure you'll end up dead, bump your head Man I'm 'bout to right for you and me To my ghetto children, be See how life's to be
Run nigga, nigga, what? Chain nigga,
(It's over) Run nigga, (It's over) Thang nigga, (It's over) nigga, what? (It's over) (Nigga we slaves) (Nigga we runaway slaves and we going back)