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[intro: buddha monk, (unknown sample), {computerized deep voice}]
(smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
Now tell me, let me get you now
Ya right God {robberies}
Innocent {shots laid out}
{this the new one} you can't do that
{here's somethin you've been to hear}
What up (smiling faces.. smiling faces.. sometimes)
Come.. come follow me {come on
(smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
{the tiger, it out on these streets}

[chorus: buddha & drunken dragon]
Come follow me on this of deep darkness
Where niggaz bust off slugs and do robberies
The are some known and some unknown
While the good die yound and the bad it home

monk]
Here's an bystander, shot while out, random
By this kid named ty who his first handgun
Bobby's hot from two shots that tore his
Now the doctor prescribed, he might not long ?
He got his vest on, suited up with fatigues
To find this kid, and make sure I his ass bleed
Now we multiple by six, a pick and mad up the ?
Flintch, nigga and ya bound to get hit
We his rich, the nigga started screamin like a bitch
Now his eyes red, drippin out of his head
Is he no, never take his motherfuckin ?
His request, asked to remove his last breathe
Grabbed his chest and separated the head the neck

[buddha
Now ? to a meal with your man from out of state
You first mistake, hated the nigga who sells
On the corner, fifth and eighth is he caught the mad papes
He once moved faster than a rock off the
Set up a plate, called over to this named chase
Her skin is smooth, ? than a buck-fifty
Dressed up in lace, hair, long, black and fake
Her is caped, nails done up by fuckin stakes
Gotta somethin to make, checkmate, the is goin great
He asked the name, my call me ?
He didn't know the was to stop his money flow
He lay in the land of the dreams, saw how to stacy's toes
Now mr. large comes in from the row
>from I stand, it looked like he had a fo'-fo'
His mistakes, ah, she burns from the ac'
Now the nigga lays, just flat on his back
Her surprise, he didn't look his right eye
Or the third eye, now the streets rain bloody
The nigga lost, caught two slugs from a a
In his mug, another body bagged, was

[various

Smilling faces, smiling faces.. (x8)