Fools behind my back talking shit About myself, my crew They do it in private, do it in public For their fans, in front of their friends Yet never bring it my pad It 1520 1st ave. Oakland apt. 1 Stop by and get your careers over with already
[Hook] You can demean us and call us elitist How sheepish So be it Ease-ed Defeatist short leaded ideas Eat it I do and bleed it Black out as heart heated reason On a Jel beat and Ya beefin' I'm over achieving In you dis-believing meaning Even knows that your breathing Conceit is a beach Ya -uckin with deep end Stepping to me and my L.L.C and You can get Count with the sheep and caught Over cousin death seeking 2-D in uneven speaking weakened Heathens you're over sleeping
In this world you can never get what's owed And I ain't never took a thing That I ain't rightfully stole To meet ends I eat friends And do rent Only thing I regret's to whom I am in debt So we stepped star to the clay Before it had readied our day On the sun And that's done Like hope guns For those who waxwing beside it
[Jel] So is it every man for his island?
[Doseone] Or every hour glass to its sand? Fuck that we taking hands In this two man band Kill in the name of the ant And we ride to die giving In the kingdom of can't Ain't a damn thing white or book-light about this I will take your name You call my passion your game You fools fall I'm aimed These lamb like lions can get tamed And Im'a set whip on you when I see you Service concrete Green room or street Defeat'll come for your weak I'm a cure your sleep...
No. You can't have the hook It's for your face, you gape We can battle for names, see who becomes who Except you don't own yours So you can't play You ain't no gangster, you sleep too much And all these fools calling me a faggot when they on all the dick Just another F word for the weakest in the herd And I will wolf you!