Im A Gangsta My Nikka From My Head To My Feet. Ever Since I Was A Youngin I Been Livin In The Streets. Keep It Movin You Dont Wanna Get Into It Wit A Me.
[Chorus x2: Z-Ro]. All you hoes still get no love. All you can get is a "fuck you". Get mad if you want to. Kiss my black ass. . [Verse 1: Z-Ro]. Playa.
[Repeat x2]. Do I really wanna see so clearly. even though I know bad things might appear. Tell me that it's not a waste of time. To write a rhyme as therapy to try to clear my mind.
I just don't understand how everyone in this world, all of a sudden, got so hard. Could it be me or just does it seem like certain people try and take it too far.
Tell me what the fuck's goin' on ya'll??. We're droppin' bombs up in this bitch!!. Tell me what's goin' on!?. Ya'll better recognize. Psychopathic. DROPPIN' BOMBS!!!.
[Chorus]. What's with the self-inflicted pain?. (I can't help it!). How come everytime I see you around you act strange?. (I can't help it!). Why do you trip at the sight of a hater?.
[First Chorus]. Charlie Brown, please, don't come around. Because your weed is doodoo brown. and it smells like the ground. You're still my homie (but no more bammer).
[Anybody Killa]. How ya doin'? It's me again!. Underneath the concrete. Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep. Creepin' and crawlin' with the stench of a rat.
This is how its bout to go down, believe it or not, Im still here. All you haters, time to shed another tear. Because Im back in this bitch like your moms ex boyfriend.
Diiiiirrrrrrrty!!. . My gat sounds nice. One. Leave your whole damn neighborhood stunned. You better run. I'm comin' at ya. Duck, bob, and weave as these bullets fly past ya.
Yo, Ima a little hipper than the average hop. Im the type of motherfucker you cant stop. Especially those that make me mad. Cause I can be the worse enemy that you ever had.
Hey ya'll. Come over here, check this out. And gimme a minute of your time, but don't doubt. Anything that I tell ya'll, listen up closely. It's something ghostly, my ancestors told me.
[ABK Talking]. Bring it to the ring. Stick and Move. Let's see who the last man standin. You fucking wit a killa for real. Bitch!. [ABK - Verse 1]. This time I'm comin swingin.
All this time I spend just writing down. These thoughts that build in my head. I try to get away but they keep chasing me down. They tell me set them free.
Walking trails, soaked by our tears. Traveling miles and miles from home. Blood still stains the ground we walked. Soaking into the roots of trees. Giving strength to Mother Earth.
Hey, anybody wanna hear something dirty?. Well ya know, You're gonna have to help me. You know that old building, next to the Indian burial grounds?. Well word has it.
[Anybody Killa]. It doesn't matter what you say anymore,. Things you do don't amaze me. so, now I see you like you passed on. Don't nothing last long, shit ain't forever.
It's time to be real y'all. It's time to be real y'all. I said it's time to be real y'all. . First breathe. Started off a bad ass. East side roamin. Out late gettin cash.
(Verse 1). You better kill me or you die,. 47 Bullets fillin the sky,. When Anybody Killa ride, ain't no stoppin' me,. Bulletproof preventin' you from poppin' me,.
A mind is a terrible thing to waste. High school reunion wouldn't show my face. I was always looked at a little different. And I got blamed for everything,.