we gotta bury it Letra

In The Free Blue - Art Of Fighting

Bitch I'm Me - Brisco

Bury Me Face Down - Grandson

Bloody Mary - Gwar

I Don't Wanna Die 4 - Hollywood Undead

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No, I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

Blood is getting hotter, body's getting colder

I told you once I'm the only one who holds her

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have toI look inside of myself and try to find someone else

Someone who's willin' to die as to watch you cryin' for help

I know that blood will be spilled and if you won't then I will

My grave will never be filled, it's either kill or be killed

So let heaven be told that some may come, some may go

Where I end up I don't know, but I ain't dyin' alone

I keep on askin' the question: Can I be saved by confession?

You see this blood on my hands? At least I still reach into heaven

I gotta pick up the pieces, I gotta bury 'em deep

And when you look in my eyes I'll be the last thing you'll seeI don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No, I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

Blood is getting hotter, body's getting colder

I told you once I'm the only one who holds her

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have toWords turn into blood and the blood keeps on pourin'

From every poor I wipe it off 'cause this just be the moment

Now someone's gotta die, and I'm my only oponent

'Cause I won't watch my baby cry, so I keep on just goin'

Am I a man or a beast? It's mother nature at least

Watch humanity cease, 'cause it's our human disease

You gotta kill when you gotta kill, yeah that's what they say

And I can't go against God's will? You better pray

'Cause I'm an angel, a demon

Yeah, I'm hell and I'm heaven

I'm everything you couldn't be now you believe in the devil

I gotta pick up the pieces, I gotta bury 'em deep

And when the dirt hits the coffin, just go to sleepI don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No, I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

Blood is getting hotter, body's getting colder

I told you once I'm the only one who holds her

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna dieNow that I see

I see you buried

Six feet belowAnother life goes into the knife

I couldn't let 'em breath 'cause I didn't wanna dieNow that I see

I see you buried

Six feet belowIt's not alright, can you hear me as I cry?

I couldn't let you live 'cause I didn't wanna dieI don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No, I don't wanna die

(Wanna die, wanna die)I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No I don't wanna die, so you're gonna have to

(I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die)

So you're gonna have to

(I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die)I don't wanna die!

Swallow - KRONOLOGI version - iamamiwhoami

Hunger 26 - Ivan B

This is for the ones too scared to do it

This is for the ones too scared to try

This is the moment I told 'em was coming

My hoodies on, looking up to the sky

I knew this would happen, remind me again what you thought I'd be

Keep your apologies, step on a stage, I don't see any fans, all I see is a crowd I call family

The more I find myself, the more I find myself being alone

The diamonds you got doesn't give you a throne, one day we all got our name on a stone

Put all my pain in a song, 'bout to go off to get on

Pull up a show then I'm gone, told me I got it all wrong, then why are you singing along, huh?

Tell me what you know about a kid who had a dream and went and did it

Man, it's funny, everybody living safe has gotta have an opinion

I don't say a thing, I go and get it, if it isn't real, I never said it

If it's up to God, that's where I'm headed, if it's up to God, that's where I'm headed, yeah

You don't get it, no one ever did, we been alone since we were little kids

Am I bitter from what we went through? Is it a lie to say a little bit?

I told my team: Let's go and get it, I told my girl: You don't gotta worry

I'm sick of making the same mistakes everyday that I gotta bury, yeah

Maybe I could be the one, who will I be when it's said and done?

Yeah

Fighting to overcome, my fear is saying: You gotta run!

I put my pain inside a canvas, come, see a world that isn't as bright

The man inside the mirror is telling me: Ivan, you're losing your sight, yeahYeah, the bitter truth is the sweetest thing, they say: Be yourself, but don't chase a dream

Showed them my music and always they looked at me: Funny, you'll never be anything

Remember those moments, like: Maybe, I had it all wrong, put all my pain into so many songs

Looking back now and I realize I needed that hunger for me to be strongLiving a life, am I living a lie? Am I destined to fall, am I destined to fly?

Looking for answers, I feel 'em inside, giving what I got into these lines

Giving you all what I see in my mind, if I'm one in a million, I'm one of a kind

Looking for light, I'm not talking 'bout blinds, God is the one that I need on my side

Tell me where to go, tell me what I need, I'll tell you what I know, I'll show you what I bleed

I'm living just to grow, they're living for the greed, I never cared if they remembered me

This melody's always a remedy, but the hunger inside me is killing me

I need this right now more than anything, I need this right now more than anything

I tried to fit in with the music I made, second guessing the things that I drop

Looking back at my music a year ago, sounding like something I'm not, I'm leaving it all to rot

This another twist in the plot, underdog who's been sitting on top

Should have named my album sirens, you know everybody will cop, yeah

It feels like I'm running through mazes, how many pages I gotta write?

Tell me something real you get over night, if it's something real, you gotta fight, yeah

They said I couldn't do it, then I made a name, put me at the bottom, look what I became

Told me that it's over, guess I overcame

Whenever you're honest, it's never the sameForgive me, forgive me

Forgive me, forgive me for my honesty

Sabotage (feat. CHIKA) - JoJo

Choices, everybody make 'em and the

Truth is something I been thinking 'bout

Respect, you say I don't give you

Maybe I don't know how

Excuses, ooh, I got a lot of them

Reasons, why I am the way I am

Regret, you say I don't feel it

Maybe I don't know howMan, it got so ugly (ugly)

I was begging you to stay when you left our house

Said you never loved me (loved me)

Had me ducking all the venom flying out your mouth

Ooh, closed your heart and you locked me out

Ooh, took a beautiful love and I turned it outEvery time I hear them talking 'bout you

I wonder, did I play myself

And sabotage love?

Every time I think about me and you (know I ain't right)

I wonder, did I play myself (when I think about it)

And sabotage love?Mirrors, tryin' not to break 'em all

Bad luck, seems like they're always falling

Feelings, now I've gotta bury 'em

And I don't know how

Memories of us in picture frames

Set a fire to 'em just to feed the painHow it got so ugly? (Ugly)

I was begging you to stay when you left our house

Said you never loved me (loved me)

Had me ducking all the venom flying out your mouth

Ooh, closed your heart and you locked me out

Ooh, took a beautiful love and I turned it outEvery time I hear them talking 'bout you (know I ain't right)

I wonder did I play myself (when I think about it)

And sabotage love?

Every time I think about me and you (know I ain't right)

I wonder, did I play myself (when I think about it)

And sabotage love?Yeah, I'm often at it admittedly

Got a habit of getting in my own way

While I'm wishing that I could have it

The picket fences and pictures of family and foreign fabrics

I know it'd be in front of me if I could only grasp it

I want it and so did you one hundred

Was overdue, was runnin'

You got the clue, took warnings as feelings too

I wanna get over you, but I can only blame myself

Think it's time to put these feelings on the shelf for my health, yeah

I'm not the best at containin' all my discretions

And I'm not a saint, but damn it if I don't come with confessions

It's easy to block our blessings, mistakes are for learning lessons

I used this shit as a letter, apologies to my exes, yeahEvery time I hear them talking 'bout you (know I ain't right)

I wonder, did I play myself (when I think about it)

And sabotage love?

Every time I think about me and you (know I ain't right)

I wonder, did I play myself (when I think about it)

And sabotage love? (Sabotage)Every time I hear them talking 'bout you (apologies to my exes)

I wonder, did I play myself? (Apologies to my exes)

I used this shit as a letter, apologies to my exes

Every time I think about me and you

I wonder, did I play myself?

I'm Me 1 - Lil Wayne

The hottest... under the sun... (who that)

Ain't nobody fucking with me man

Ay ay ay ay, you already know that pimping (you)

Cash Money Records, where dreams come true

Fuck up my dreams, somebody gonna die tonight

(Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimping

Ay its Cash Money Records man, a lawless gameUn-fucking-believeable Lil' Waynes the President

Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate

I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been

I'm married to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin Federlin

It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money till the death of him

The ground shall break when they bury him, bury him

I know one day they gotta bury him

Better lock my casket tight baby, so I don't let the devil in

Nigga, it's just me and my guitar, yea bitch I'm heavy metaling

You can get the fucking Led Zepplin

Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen

And we hold court and take your life for a settlement

Yes, I'm the best! And no, I ain't positive, I'm definate

I know the game like I'm reffing it

This is The Carter, The Carter 3, the New Testament

And I'm the god and this is what I bless 'em with[Hook:]

Bitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me

Baby I'm me, so who you? Ur not me, you're not me

And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire

I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, yeaJunior... brrr

It's Cash Money over everything

It's in my blood I feel it running in every vein

I'm from the mud, I am a missile like a scud

What's really good? I'm bout that Ruckers like Fudd

And I stay on my floor at Cash Money like a rug

Tied to the fucking Birdman like a lug

And Dear Mister Ronald williams...

To you, I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim

Cash Money Million, heir to the throne

Going at they heads like hair in a comb

Sitting by the window I just stare at the storm

Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb

Yo, money over bitches, my niggas trust my senses

And I will take on that shit as the lord, as my witness

And you all have witnessed, but I have not finished

So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen[Hook:]

Bitch I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me

Baby I'm me, so who you? Ur not me, you're not me

And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire

I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'm still a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitchLast year they had the Grammys and left me in Miami

Sleeping on a nigga like I'm wrapping in my jammies

I'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammies

Mel Gibson flow, Lethal Weapon, Book 'em Danny

I'm a monster I tell you, Monster Wayne

I have just swallowed the key to the house of pain

Now I'm stuck here to deal with the house's pain

Fuck wit me I will peel like the house's paint

Lets go, Niggas doubt wont see me cause I'm better and bold

The only time I wear depends is when I'm 70 years old

Thats when I cant hold my shit within, so I shit on myself

Cause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody else

I'm tryna tell you, like I'm saying sumthin

I'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuffs

And there Ain't nothing gonna stop me so just envy it

Hey, I'll accept a friendly quit[Hook:]

Yea I'm me, I'm me, bitch I'm me

Baby I'm me, so who you? fuck you, you not me

And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'ma mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire

I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I am a mother fucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitchThe hottest... under the sun... (who that)

Ain't nobody fucking with me man

Ay ay ay ay, you already know that pimping

Cash Money Records, where dreams come true

Fuck up my dreams, somebody gonna die tonight

(Ay ay ay ay) you already know that pimping

Yo it's Cash Money Records man, a lawless game

Do Or Die 29 - Machine Head

One life, one will

Black heart, black still

Ignore the hate, it's do or die motherfucker, die motherfucker

(This is do or die)

My hate is real, this fire it kills

No other choice, it's do or die motherfucker, dieI don't give a fuck about you haters and your hate

You assholes better duck, I'm coming swinging out the gate

There's not a metal band I ain't influenced, now I'm calling out the judas

Every band's the fucking same

And all I hear, is all you bitches commenting your chatter

We'll do it over, how much you hated Bastards, Catharsis made you sick

Your mind is made before it hits

You didn't hear a fucking thing

We're not Chimaira or Strapping Young Lad

You wanna hate it but you need it so bad

This ain't just a paycheck to pay self expression

Machine Head's in my fucking veinsOne life, one will

Black heart, black still

Ignore the hate, it's do or die motherfucker, die motherfucker

(This is do or die)

My hate is real, this fire it kills

No other choice, it's do or die motherfucker, die motherfuckerI don't give a fuck about your stupid little scene

Reaction videos and all your pussy little memes

How many fucking bands I gotta bury, say a prayer to Mother Mary

Welcome to the slaughterhouse

I hear your motherfuckers talk, talk, talk homie

I'll bless your body with some chalk, chalk, chalk

See, I'm one in a billion, a fucking chameleon

We just will be the greatest, you are just the latest in a line of imitators, step into the terror domeOne life, one will

Black heart, black still

Ignore the hate, it's do or die motherfucker, die motherfucker

(This is do or die)

My hate is real, this fire it kills

No going back, it's do or die motherfucker, die motherfuckerDie motherfucker, dieI'm fucked up in the head

Pitch black, everything's dead

I'm fucked up in the head

Don't fucking push me, all I see is blood red

I tried to warn you, my demons will eat you alive

Shred you to pieces, one hundred thousand fucking knives

My soul is septic, dripping lead

That's why I'm fucked up in the headAgh, goYou motherfuckers talk, talk, talk homie

I'll bless your body with some chalk, chalk, chalk

The burning infection, the lethal injection, that'll put you in a coffin, bury you and walk on off into the nightOne life, one will

Black heart, black still

No giving in, it's do or die motherfucker, die motherfucker

(This is do or die)

My hate is real, this fire it kills

No quitting now, it's do or die motherfucker, die

Where Do We Go From Here(feat. Mac, Nas, Sons of Funk) - Master P

[Master P talking:]This goes out to all the soldiers out there

All the fallen soldiers, all my soldiers seeking conviction

Keep your head up and look to the stars for strength

ya heard me? (Hoody Hoo)

Don't let nothing hold you back

Keep your eyes on your enemies

and just remember a wise man learn, but a fool never will

it aint no limit soldiers[Verse 1: (Master P)]Dear Brother, I should I say soldiers of all colors

where we went wrong I wrote this love song for ya

Let me begin to tell ya how I love ya

and if your heart is anything like mine soldier I die for ya

You never met me but you felt my presence

Your father, Your son, your brother that's my essence

I'm only human so I stress like you, and I'm just like you,

and someday I gotta leave this flesh like you

We all part of a plan that we would never truly understand

in convictions, seeking confessions, but confused by the devil's hand

and no of us was born killers and thieves,

but its the evil we instill in the seed

Am I soldier cause I run against the seed wodie?

Don't nothing truly exist but your dreams wodie

and any times I find myself worshiping the morning

But when you catch me off track just put me back on it

with ya love....[Chorus: Sons of Funk, (Master P)]All my soldiers is all I have

(Where do we go from here)

All the bad times we went through

everyday our dreams come true

(Where do we go from here)

You need me and I need you

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)

Change your ways you have time

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)[Verse 2: (Nas)]Check it out

I bought this two tickets to see these No Limit movies

_Foolish_ _I Got The Hook Up!_ , me and my baby far from a hooker

It's good to see young men doing something right with their life

could be a the next Spielberg, I supported it I enjoyed it that night

We thug millionaries, everywhere, you look we ballin'

but there always gotta be somebody stupid to spoil it

I call it, everytime I see it, it gets me heated

this fake thugging, actin like they can't bleep shit

Another coward I gotta bury, I'm hot on you secondary,

we vow that you lesser than me

we last forever, mask together,

No Limit, Ill Will, Queensbrigde, killers cash forever

You feel this, have my whole projects on an airplane to kill shit

Made nigga before the money, killers taking all this from me

But I learned how to chill, now I'm rightfully living

Cause the clowns out here get you life in the prison.....Man[Chorus:]All my soldiers is all I have

(Where do we go from here)

All the bad times we went through

everyday our dreams come true

(Where do we go from here)

You need me and I need you

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)

Change your ways why you have time

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)[Verse 3: (Mac)]Now to you living mothers, havin' hell raising you brothers

cause the baby's daddy don't love ya

You still a queen ole' girl, don't let him get you down

Just do your thing if he real he gonna come around

but if he don't then you don't need him,

he man enough to make 'em but not man enough to feed 'em

and it kills him to see you suceeding

so keep your head in the clouds, bump this love song loud

and every bow, with your girls feeling proud

your heaven-sent,

and I don't understand how you settle for the scrubs it was never meant

You can do better by your lonely, there's nothing like being free

and it's never to late so baby go get your G.E.D

If you believe in you like I know you believe in me

then we can live in peace and no longer this misery

your world don't stop, and ain't no limit to trys

and just remember this dark is just some light in disguise

and my childern say Woah...[Chours:]All my soldiers is all I have

(Where do we go from here)

All the bad times we went through

everyday our dreams come true

(Where do we go from here)

You need me and I need you

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)

Change your ways why you have time

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)All my soldiers is all I have

(Where do we go from here)

All the bad times we went through

everyday our dreams come true

(Where do we go from here)

You need me and I need you

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)

Change your ways why you have time

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)[Master P talking]Wassup soldiers yall keep ya'll's heads up

It's hard times, we spread love

from ghetto's everywhere

from the south, to the east. to the world

wassup Nas, wassup Mac

we got chase our dreams, I'm chasing mines

Picture me in tha NBA

Picture me still living

Picture us all making changes

That's where we go from here

Fade Away 71 - Misery Inc.

Killa 8 - Nipsey Hussle

My ac on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa

Light my backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa

I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa

My ac on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killaI wake up in this state of mind, like sky's the limit

My niggas said you crossed the line, well I'm gon' kill you

I'm focused on a million cash, that's the vision

Speeding and I'm finna crash, that's the feeling

Until my tires burn, though, and my wheels give out

These backwoods burn slow, like my bills dish out

When them people come for you, they gone steal yo housePut yo name on them papers, they gone fill you out

Couple moves from yo quota, come fuck up yo count

Have you thinking bounce back when you out

Look, I'm tip-toeing over traps

Tight-roping at a height, you fall you knowing it's a wrapBut I'm gon' keep this balance, cause it ain't no turning back

Ain't no looking down, my niggas ain't concerned with that

More concerned with cash

More concerned with running laps, running rap

Getting rich, then run it backWhat's the deal, nigga? What's the deal, nigga?

How you feel? Now you know this shit is real, nigga

Once upon a time was in the field, nigga

War time, really kill or kill, nigga

Gunfire, shooting out civills, nigga

Young, wild, police gon' deal with you

Not too many still living

So I gotta paint it real vividI'm surprised that I'm here, nigga

Know I'm blind to my fears, nigga

I shine like de beers, nigga

And fly like a lear, nigga

Climb like the stairs, nigga

Spend time out in paris, nigga

Come from where the grannies gotta bury niggas

And money make these hoes wanna marry niggasI think about them late nights

Drive to vegas across the state lines

Finally did it, it just take time

Since I was ye' high, my only goal was get this cake right

And what they say, right

You on your own, it's what you make life

You was out there everyday, right?

Tryna push foreign, tryna eat steak, right?

Put some hunnids in yo safe, right?Hang some flat screens in yo place, right?

Life is short, just in case, right?

Gave something to the lawyer, just in case, right?

Sitting solo, first class, on a straight flight

I remember waiting on my day like...

Everyday I'm on this paper chase, like

Stand between these buildings 'til the daylight

Wiggle through the prisons and the grave sites

Then you finally get it, and you take flight

Bury The Knife - Outloud

Shane 4 - Pendragon

Represent It(feat. Noreaga, Tear Da Club Up Thugs) - Project Pat

[Project Pat]

Yeah, Hypnotize Minds up in here[D.J. Paul]

Ya'll know the business[Project Pat]

Representin to tha fullest

If ya down for what you do, you gotta represent it

If ya in it represent it[D.J. Paul]

Ya'll boys, ya'll boys aint ready for us

Project Pat, Noreaga, D.J. Paul, Juicy J

Hypnotize Minds in here, like this[All]

North Memphis bitch, North Memphis bitch

South Memphis bitch, South Memphis bitch

Westwood bitch, Westwood bitch

Orangemount bitch, Orangemount bitch[Project Pat 2x]

If ya in it, represent it

If ya in it, represent it

If ya in it, and ya down

If ya wit it, represent it[Project Pat]

North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orangemount

Black Haven, East Memphis, West Memphis puttin it down

Down to unknown wit a 9 millimeter clip

Some think they bullet proof, some end up Benedicts

Which one of you fools wanna make them thangs clap

Tear da club up, where my thugs, where dem dollars at

Where dem playas, scream like a fiend for dat ghetty green

Gotta get da cream, get da cheese, dats by any means

If ya real, then throw ya set, let me see ya sign

Project Pat, from the southside, out here on the grind

While the gettin's good, gettin mine, represent the hood

Try to hold me back that one time, but I'm to the good

Wanna see me locked in a cell, throw away the key

Haters want me dead, but you tricks gotta bury me

Drinkin hennessey, full of herb, mentally I'm gone

Ready man to ride for my side if they right or wrong[All]

A.T.L. bitch, A.T.L. bitch

New Orleans bitch, New Orleans bitch

Houston bitch, Houston bitch

Miami bitch, Miami bitch[Project Pat 2x]

If ya in it, represent it

If ya in it, represent it

If ya in it and ya down

If ya wit it, represent it[Noreaga]

Ay yo, I trample those that mess wit hoes

And just wild out and just dirty ya clothes

N.O.R.E., my name don't got two O's

So therefore, we be the ones wit the hoes

Ya bracelet down to ya English toes

What, What!!, we tear da club up at all the shows

Three-6 and Thugged Out, nigga watch for dem bow's

Where dem dollars at kid, yo I read and I closed

Me and Project Pat fuck wit our hands in our clothes

Yo it's all good

Niggas growin up in the hood

And we do the same things cause we smoke on wood

Yo, you my wodie ha huh, I'm your wodie ha huh

Yo fuck wit us we leave a nigga fuckin holy ha

And I'm battin crews down to Baton Rouge

And I got a Hummer sittin on 32s

Got a Hummer sittin on 32s[All]

Black Haven bitch, Black Haven bitch

Mitchell Heights bitch, Mitchell Heights bitch

East Memphis bitch, East Memphis bitch

Evergreen bitch, Evergreen bitch[Project Pat 2x]

If ya in it, represent it

If ya in it, represent it

If ya in it, and ya down

If ya wit it, represent it[D.J. Paul]

What, what, what the fuck

Got niggas blastin wit a tec, got a Lex truck

Better duck, we holla B.A.Z., haters get stuck

In the back, in the face

Wrong time, wrong place

Niggas itchin for killins, and killins gonna take place

Gettin a mask, don't ask

Is it a task, and it'll blast mo'

Fuckin wit Paul, you wasn't bout to make a ?move? ho

Who got front? Who got back?

Who got bombs? Who got gats?

Who gon' rat? Who gon' skat?

Talkin bout where them rats at[Juicy J]

All you G's throw a [blanked] if you know the sign

And if you peoples from your hood nigga throw yo [blanked]

All you ballers ride twenty's, that's the way to shine

To all them hustlers drinkin 4-5 on the grind

We gon' keep shakin dice 'til it aint no time

And get high off them Optimo and white line

All yo boys come from ???, watch me fall out blind

And if you gone and you know it, fool press rewind[All]

Queen's Bridge bitch, Queen's Bridge bitch

Chi-town bitch, Chi-town bitch

St. Louis bitch, St. Louis bitch

Little Rock bitch, Little Rock bitch

Fort Worth bitch, Fort Worth bitch

Nashville bitch, Nashville bitch

Birmingham bitch, Birmingaham bitch

Jack-town bitch, Jack-town bitch

Loui$ville bitch, Loui$ville bitch

Mathematics 7 - Radical Face

Itchin' 2 - Rick Ross

Fire Hill - Royal Trux

Can I Roll Wit U - South Central Cartel

[ Rhimeson ]

Can I roll with you?

[ Prode'je ]

Nigga, what can I do?

When I still seem

To day-dream and fiend for green

Cause one plus two, broke muthafuckas, don't equals naythin

In a buck-fortyfive's what I'm waitin

[ Rhimeson ]

So now it's time for me to grab the strap

And put you in a sleeper eternally

That's what my psychic's tellin me

So now I'm ridin to the sun, and I

Know it ain't shit for me to lose...

[ Prode'je ] ...So I

Asked the big homie to put it down for me

When I was down you been around for me

Give me nine ounces, and count this stackola

That I can rack for ya

[ Rhimeson ]

For sho', yo ride, as I slide to Kansas City

Not lookin for hoes that shake no titties

But to drop off ki's and collect my g's

My fees for this job is three g's

[ Prode'je ]

Let's see if I can get it crackin for me[ Prode'je ]

Can I roll with you?

[ Rhimeson ]

Nigga, what can I do

For you, now that it's really on and poppin?[ Prode'je ]

Went to the city and my big homies is ???

With my 3 g's, can I get it crackin for me?

I always heard that bullets turn curves like Nike stripes

So one silent night they take flights to put out headlights

[ Rhimeson ]

Turn to your skull where your brains was

Game recognize game, can you dig it?

I did it, stackin to see what's happenin

Loop - there it is, I'm handlin my biz

[ Prode'je ]

With this I'm buyin powdered shit

So I can rock it up and make it whoop, the loot

Chop it into doves to serve em love like Herbie

This whooped-up lley gon' freeze they brains like slurpies

[ Rhimeson ]

But I'm tryin to kick back, relax and stack a meal ticket

Motivation is good preparation, so I rolls with it

(In a '86 coupe) in a '85 cutlass

2 O.G.'s on fo' d's, and we're comin[ Rhimeson ]

Nigga, what's happenin?

Shall we get to scrappin or cappin?

A king-size .44 magnum to tag em

[ Prode'je ]

Well, I guess we'll get into some gangster shit

I let my strap holler at your chest while Mouthpiece holler at your bitch

[ Rhimeson ]

And I'm checkin eyes, so you best to recognize

When I let these bullets fly, from this heat you gon' die

[ Prode'je ]

Right, you muthafuckas wanna see the gangstas

I'm comin from the squad, I ain't no peace treaty banger

[ Young Prod ]

I was born in the hood and raised, I stayed in the hood, that's real

>From emptyin my clip, from dumpin on niggas, I'm pistol-whippin your grill

But still you feel me in attempts to pull my card

I'm rollin a fo' do', Eagle out the window, dumpin on y'all

[ Rhimeson ]

And all I did was struggle for my land

And I'm too much of a gee to die by another man

[ Prode'je ]

And understand you gotta bury me, you won't worry me

With your playa-hater strategy, for my enemy