Kunci: Bb minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
zone by myself
in my section of L.A
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Self contained bring more heat to
the game than Al Pacino
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'Cuz it wouldn't be L.A, no doubt,
yeah baby we know
Crack another brew, light another spliff
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To begin the translation of my
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brain is getting deeper insane
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Em
So don't be the operative here,
down to the bone
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While you're stuck in first gear some
junkie is robbing your home
And now my grip is wearing thin
about the mile like traction
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On your ra dio, start slanging stereos,
become the stereotype
Em
Then I hit the 105, my
Thinking of the 50 ways
to leave this crazy maze
Poisonous enemies surrounds the ground
trying to plague the hounds
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But like an 18- wheeler I rumble
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Squashing venomous snakes
Verse 2
that be lurking rubble
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Life is a struggle sometimes,
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Em
it makes me wonder
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and the bad die younger
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So many lost souls
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So many murders to keep
Verse 3
So many mama's will weep
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There use to be a time when crime
was on the mind
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Anything I wanted, I got with my Nine
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That's what I learned from
the people that I followed
Better yet they taught me
Some even fought me
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That's why till this day i'm so
mothafucking cocky
Never really cared about
catching a slug
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It's the game and the fame
getting cash for my thugs
Never cared heaven, or thought about hell
the homeboys failed
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Time would pass, I wouldn't feel so bad
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I just walked right back,
down the evil path
Now I see the youngsters
taking the same road
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I pray to God they stay alive,
but I know they won't
Verse 4
Em
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Well if they don't we will
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Con cuidado keep a cuete strapped
on my waist
Whatever happens,
i'll be scrapping for my people good
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Depression killing me softly
but I must move on
Em
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I keep all my mind sickness
in check in fact
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It was a hard- learned lesson,
gotta be like that
I got a question even asking
if the truth is told
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I got a mind still trapped
up with thoughts of gold
Em
A lot of aspiration to be more than this
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Moving a pound again up in so
many top ten lists
I see all that is around me so Crystal clear
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But ain't no fakers gonna
slip through here
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Lord, keeping from dying ain't easy
In a world that is no doubt,
Verse 5
sold out, and sleazy
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Life is a struggle sometimes,
it makes me wonder
and the bad die younger
Em
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So many lost souls
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So many murders to keep
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Em
So many mama's will
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weep
Verse 6
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Now I'm rolling down the
6- 4 headed Eastbound
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Look around, catch reflections
of the beacon in the rear- view
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Ride the break toward slow lane
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But it's my lucky day and so the
black and white passes
Ass, grass or cash, a familiar slogan
no joking but I ain't from Oakland
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Props to el Norte, el Sur, the West,
the East
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Mis camaradas y mis primos in the
belly of the beast
That's non- edible
When I rhyme fast they help me
rhyme a little slower
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It's true like that old Sun Tzu
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We shine through on them fools
with their lame ass crews
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So they got a record deal but
never paid no dues
They're making aims
temporarily no doubt
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But the rhymes of the jungle
will strangle and take 'em out
Em
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My staff estilo: mazizo, I know you're
feeling it
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Some Cuates be tripping
and jacking just for the thrill in it
So watch it coming like meth
with your third eye
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city is getting colder
Em
Look over your shoulder,
it's on and i'm out of here
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I keeps pushing and moving,
Verse 7
don't want to disappear
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C
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Life is a
struggle sometimes,
it makes me wonder
and the bad die younger
So many lost souls
Em
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So many ways to cheat
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So many murders to keep
Outro 1
So many mama's will weep
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