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I wanna speak to you for a minute
Yea thanks for the
Anybody here?
Aight, more for me you punk

Look, check it out,

1]
Everybody, he was born to
It's a very line between the boss
And the
We soldiers
first in the trenches
Only I'm on my back is fucking these
and weight bitches
Hell's kitchen, raw
crying and bitching and settling
For
Metal in chest, take a final breath

It's the mercenary
Carry a .44 eagle
Feeding the people even if it legal
Low-riding in the regal or the
Money probably give yo ass a
Heart
Purchased last cd I want my money

You see the ima see you in the

Survival of the first to draw the
And the
Im guaranteed to be the man standing

2x]
Crack a for your hard time
It's dedicated to my on the
Front
This for all of us
Thinking bout casualties
Learn from mistakes, protect your
Cause the year 2000

2]
Everybody wannabe
everything
All this shit is bout to me
I hear it all the
Live your for the day
Easier to burn than
with dre
Graduate to
I still ain't
Bout to off worldwide
Get in line check the
Ever wonder why only
get rich
Ain't this a
Barely can eat, can pee
I dedicate my to the street
It's not for you if stomach is weak
Relax with dead bodies covered sheets
Thats the only time I find peace
Having violent stand-offs with the
North hollywood
my teeth
Have you stuck and in disbelief
New breed I'm the bad
your weed til my mothafucking eyes

Dedicated to the that despise us
So ain't nobody to be here
us
Catch a

2x]

3]
I was one that begged for nothing
Me and my homies build

Running mouth like a bitch cause you
All on my
is he dogg pound now? is he still
With tha
Is he rich? is a crip? this is
stay the fuck out of my family shit
A grown man, the back of my is what
You see
If the make you believe
You check the scan I do the math
Me and my staff run a warpath
A bloodbath, make xzibit have a good
It's going down, hit the like a
Plane
You lil fags ain't prepared for the
Scared and
Young and
There is no guest
to the back of the line
Yo it's my time, prime only where the
Beats and the shine