I COULD HEAR SOMONE FROM BEHIND I COULD DO THE CRIME AND DO THE TIME
BUT FOR NOW IAM JUST ON A 100,00 FINE PLEASE JESSUS GIVE ME A SIGHN.. AND FUCK THA COPS THERE ALL JUST PUSSIE POPS AND THEY COULD JUST SUCK THERE OWN COCK THERE SO SCARED CUZ THERE WALKING ON MY BLOCK SO THIS IS WHATS GOIN TO HAPPEN TO ALL THOSE MUTHA FUCKERS THAT KEEPS ON LAUGHIN YOUR GOIN TO GET YOUR ASS WHIP AND START CRAPPIN YOUR GOIN TO GET BURIED ALIVE AND NOT GOIN TO SURVIVE AND NO ONE GOIN TO CRY EVEN THOE THER NOT SATISFIDE CUZ IT GOIN TO FAST THAT I MIGHT JUST CRASH IN AND TURN INTO ASH IN A DEEP HOLE EVEN DOE I WAS JUST GOING FOR A STROLE MAN NOW I NEED A HIT FROM MY BO CUZ ITS GETTING TO COLD IT LIKE NO ONE THERE IAM THE ONLY ONE THAT DONT CARE IF YOUR THERE OR NOT BUT IAM GOIN TO TARE THIS SHIT UP AND DRINK OUT OF A CUP AND SAY WATS UP TO THAT PUSSIE ASS BITCH NAME CHRIS PHILLIP

HERE A STORIE ABOUT THESE TWO BITCHESS THAT ARE SNITCHES ON MY STREET SO I GUEST I HAVE TO CREEP AND BARRY THESE TWO MUTHA FUCKERS SIX FEET AND I GOT A GOOD BEAT INSIDE MY HEAD AND WHY DO THESE G-BUMBER HAVE A HARD TIME GOIN TO BED AND IAM GOIN TO KILL THOSE MUTHA FUCKERS THAT WEAR RED SO THATS DONE AND SAID SO IF YOU LOOKIN FOR ME IAM ON THE NORH SIDE OF NMB SO YOU MIGHT SEE ME SMOKIN THAT WEED LIKE A YOUNG G LOL I GUEST IT WAS MEANT TO BE LOL.........
NMB ALWAYS HIGH NEVER COME DOWN AND I BET I COULD KICK YOUR ASS ALL THE WAY BACK TO TOWN LOL FUCKIN LIL BITCHESS................... JUST REMEMBER #18 IS WERE I'LL BE SEEN ............ GUEST I HAVE TO SUPPORT THE FEENS LOL PEACE

Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin, joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, don't get me started
My mama smoked so God damn much
when she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, count sheep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the mornin
See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back
(Five-OH!) I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug
Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
(GIVE IT UP NIGGA) Don't run out of breath
Every step could be death 'til you blast
And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost
A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna, kill ya
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and return fire
DIE MOTHERFUCKIN DIE, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
Don't know why but I'm runnin to my fuckin block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggaz and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE FUCK ON!)
And then we'll be ghost

FUCK THE POLICE