| [00:23.69] | Take my mind on this road, you too |
| [00:29.17] | I took my mind on this road, way through |
| [00:34.24] | I take your mind on this road, you do |
| [00:39.18] | I took my mind on this road, way through |
| [00:44.35] | |
| [00:45.42] | I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
| [00:49.29] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [00:51.74] | Highs and my lows |
| [00:52.68] | Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
| [00:55.24] | Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
| [00:57.83] | |
| [00:58.17] | The stench from the smoker's smoke, so ferocious |
| [01:00.60] | Winos in the alley, nearly slumped over |
| [01:02.98] | Demons in they eyes, glassy, no Folgers |
| [01:05.43] | Wake up sober, kill you for a cold one |
| [01:08.36] | Snotty nosed rascals, big ratchet toters |
| [01:10.63] | Give it up slowly, click, clack, it's over |
| [01:13.06] | Something like Velcro, stay attached to corners |
| [01:15.65] | Hood rats plotting, riding for the blue cheese |
| [01:18.62] | All for the Gram, grams and a new weave |
| [01:20.92] | All they got is spandex pants, and some loose knees |
| [01:23.56] | *************s taking chances, tip-toeing with two P's |
| [01:26.09] | No one's exempt, weak or strong they do bleed |
| [01:28.89] | Candle light vigils, closure if they do leave |
| [01:31.42] | Bullets have a name defined by different calibers |
| [01:33.85] | Concrete jungle, beware of different challengers |
| [01:36.47] | Gotta have the stomach for dookie bags and catheters |
| [01:39.08] | Play your cards right or be scratching off them calendars |
| [01:41.74] | |
| [01:42.13] | I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
| [01:46.52] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [01:48.48] | Highs and my lows |
| [01:49.40] | Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
| [01:52.01] | Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
| [01:54.75] | |
| [01:55.53] | These waters are murky, crocodiles they lurking |
| [01:57.18] | Murder rate merging, up and down virgins |
| [01:59.79] | Guess you gotta play street versions of a surgeon |
| [02:02.38] | Keep beat bursting, closing down all your curtains |
| [02:04.96] | When *************t don't go right, gotta question your purpose |
| [02:07.42] | Denim with them serpents coming back to surface |
| [02:09.98] | EBT, zero balance, worthless |
| [02:12.54] | You either leave in limousines or them hearses |
| [02:15.13] | Too much bad blood, another problem emerges |
| [02:17.76] | You started the problem you mother******* deserved it |
| [02:20.32] | Politicking, a lot of liquor, that be the answer |
| [02:22.94] | They Marlboro, trying to trick them, they be the cancer |
| [02:25.65] | Gotta get that loose change, you gotta kick a ************* brain |
| [02:28.92] | Like your name Liu Kang, that be the mantra |
| [02:30.67] | Stop, look, listen, that's the words to live by |
| [02:33.26] | Know you gotta stake your claim, like a rib-eye |
| [02:36.05] | 90059, *************, here's why |
| [02:38.53] | |
| [02:39.19] | I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
| [02:42.19] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [02:44.85] | Highs and my lows |
| [02:45.74] | Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
| [02:48.67] | Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
| [02:51.38] | Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
| [02:54.13] | Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
| [02:57.76] | Get out my pocket |
| [02:59.04] | |
| [02:59.38] | A force from the rap game my *************, this ain’t a circus |
| [03:01.55] | There’s no Ringling Brothers, no Barnum and Bailey |
| [03:03.79] | Clowned ass *************s get marked out daily, trucked out lately |
| [03:05.96] | ************* *************s get they hat brought to them, you don’t communicate |
| [03:09.17] | Well hands and the gat talk to you, what’s the convo? |
| [03:11.66] | Don’t think fast, you end up getting a combo |
| [03:14.29] | Think situations is calm, then they bomb though |
| [03:17.19] | Sleeping in the bando, it’s either death or jail |
| [03:19.54] | Something you never planned for, dreaming about Lambos |
| [03:22.03] | Wake up *************vering, pillow next to a lamppost |
| [03:24.51] | Straight up out the mother*******’ crockpot it’s Watts |
| [03:27.36] | One stops leave you with ****, socks is not boxed |
| [03:30.10] | No rats, re-rock that got them all losing weight |
| [03:32.21] | Got all they teeth shot but got a sweet spot |
| [03:35.01] | Gotta call up Dr. Dre just for the Detox |
| [03:37.67] | All of this in one zip code, keep the streets hot |
| [03:40.21] | |
| [03:41.25] | I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
| [03:44.36] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [03:46.74] | Highs and my lows |
| [03:48.51] | Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
| [03:50.63] | Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
| [00:23.69] | Take my mind on this road, you too |
| [00:29.17] | I took my mind on this road, way through |
| [00:34.24] | I take your mind on this road, you do |
| [00:39.18] | I took my mind on this road, way through |
| [00:44.35] | |
| [00:45.42] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [00:49.29] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [00:51.74] | Highs and my lows |
| [00:52.68] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [00:55.24] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [00:57.83] | |
| [00:58.17] | The stench from the smoker' s smoke, so ferocious |
| [01:00.60] | Winos in the alley, nearly slumped over |
| [01:02.98] | Demons in they eyes, glassy, no Folgers |
| [01:05.43] | Wake up sober, kill you for a cold one |
| [01:08.36] | Snotty nosed rascals, big ratchet toters |
| [01:10.63] | Give it up slowly, click, clack, it' s over |
| [01:13.06] | Something like Velcro, stay attached to corners |
| [01:15.65] | Hood rats plotting, riding for the blue cheese |
| [01:18.62] | All for the Gram, grams and a new weave |
| [01:20.92] | All they got is spandex pants, and some loose knees |
| [01:23.56] | s taking chances, tiptoeing with two P' s |
| [01:26.09] | No one' s exempt, weak or strong they do bleed |
| [01:28.89] | Candle light vigils, closure if they do leave |
| [01:31.42] | Bullets have a name defined by different calibers |
| [01:33.85] | Concrete jungle, beware of different challengers |
| [01:36.47] | Gotta have the stomach for dookie bags and catheters |
| [01:39.08] | Play your cards right or be scratching off them calendars |
| [01:41.74] | |
| [01:42.13] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [01:46.52] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [01:48.48] | Highs and my lows |
| [01:49.40] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [01:52.01] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [01:54.75] | |
| [01:55.53] | These waters are murky, crocodiles they lurking |
| [01:57.18] | Murder rate merging, up and down virgins |
| [01:59.79] | Guess you gotta play street versions of a surgeon |
| [02:02.38] | Keep beat bursting, closing down all your curtains |
| [02:04.96] | When t don' t go right, gotta question your purpose |
| [02:07.42] | Denim with them serpents coming back to surface |
| [02:09.98] | EBT, zero balance, worthless |
| [02:12.54] | You either leave in limousines or them hearses |
| [02:15.13] | Too much bad blood, another problem emerges |
| [02:17.76] | You started the problem you mother deserved it |
| [02:20.32] | Politicking, a lot of liquor, that be the answer |
| [02:22.94] | They Marlboro, trying to trick them, they be the cancer |
| [02:25.65] | Gotta get that loose change, you gotta kick a brain |
| [02:28.92] | Like your name Liu Kang, that be the mantra |
| [02:30.67] | Stop, look, listen, that' s the words to live by |
| [02:33.26] | Know you gotta stake your claim, like a ribeye |
| [02:36.05] | 90059, , here' s why |
| [02:38.53] | |
| [02:39.19] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [02:42.19] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [02:44.85] | Highs and my lows |
| [02:45.74] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [02:48.67] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [02:51.38] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [02:54.13] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [02:57.76] | Get out my pocket |
| [02:59.04] | |
| [02:59.38] | A force from the rap game my , this ain' t a circus |
| [03:01.55] | There' s no Ringling Brothers, no Barnum and Bailey |
| [03:03.79] | Clowned ass s get marked out daily, trucked out lately |
| [03:05.96] | s get they hat brought to them, you don' t communicate |
| [03:09.17] | Well hands and the gat talk to you, what' s the convo? |
| [03:11.66] | Don' t think fast, you end up getting a combo |
| [03:14.29] | Think situations is calm, then they bomb though |
| [03:17.19] | Sleeping in the bando, it' s either death or jail |
| [03:19.54] | Something you never planned for, dreaming about Lambos |
| [03:22.03] | Wake up vering, pillow next to a lamppost |
| [03:24.51] | Straight up out the mother' crockpot it' s Watts |
| [03:27.36] | One stops leave you with , socks is not boxed |
| [03:30.10] | No rats, rerock that got them all losing weight |
| [03:32.21] | Got all they teeth shot but got a sweet spot |
| [03:35.01] | Gotta call up Dr. Dre just for the Detox |
| [03:37.67] | All of this in one zip code, keep the streets hot |
| [03:40.21] | |
| [03:41.25] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [03:44.36] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [03:46.74] | Highs and my lows |
| [03:48.51] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [03:50.63] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [00:23.69] | Take my mind on this road, you too |
| [00:29.17] | I took my mind on this road, way through |
| [00:34.24] | I take your mind on this road, you do |
| [00:39.18] | I took my mind on this road, way through |
| [00:44.35] | |
| [00:45.42] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [00:49.29] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [00:51.74] | Highs and my lows |
| [00:52.68] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [00:55.24] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [00:57.83] | |
| [00:58.17] | The stench from the smoker' s smoke, so ferocious |
| [01:00.60] | Winos in the alley, nearly slumped over |
| [01:02.98] | Demons in they eyes, glassy, no Folgers |
| [01:05.43] | Wake up sober, kill you for a cold one |
| [01:08.36] | Snotty nosed rascals, big ratchet toters |
| [01:10.63] | Give it up slowly, click, clack, it' s over |
| [01:13.06] | Something like Velcro, stay attached to corners |
| [01:15.65] | Hood rats plotting, riding for the blue cheese |
| [01:18.62] | All for the Gram, grams and a new weave |
| [01:20.92] | All they got is spandex pants, and some loose knees |
| [01:23.56] | s taking chances, tiptoeing with two P' s |
| [01:26.09] | No one' s exempt, weak or strong they do bleed |
| [01:28.89] | Candle light vigils, closure if they do leave |
| [01:31.42] | Bullets have a name defined by different calibers |
| [01:33.85] | Concrete jungle, beware of different challengers |
| [01:36.47] | Gotta have the stomach for dookie bags and catheters |
| [01:39.08] | Play your cards right or be scratching off them calendars |
| [01:41.74] | |
| [01:42.13] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [01:46.52] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [01:48.48] | Highs and my lows |
| [01:49.40] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [01:52.01] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [01:54.75] | |
| [01:55.53] | These waters are murky, crocodiles they lurking |
| [01:57.18] | Murder rate merging, up and down virgins |
| [01:59.79] | Guess you gotta play street versions of a surgeon |
| [02:02.38] | Keep beat bursting, closing down all your curtains |
| [02:04.96] | When t don' t go right, gotta question your purpose |
| [02:07.42] | Denim with them serpents coming back to surface |
| [02:09.98] | EBT, zero balance, worthless |
| [02:12.54] | You either leave in limousines or them hearses |
| [02:15.13] | Too much bad blood, another problem emerges |
| [02:17.76] | You started the problem you mother deserved it |
| [02:20.32] | Politicking, a lot of liquor, that be the answer |
| [02:22.94] | They Marlboro, trying to trick them, they be the cancer |
| [02:25.65] | Gotta get that loose change, you gotta kick a brain |
| [02:28.92] | Like your name Liu Kang, that be the mantra |
| [02:30.67] | Stop, look, listen, that' s the words to live by |
| [02:33.26] | Know you gotta stake your claim, like a ribeye |
| [02:36.05] | 90059, , here' s why |
| [02:38.53] | |
| [02:39.19] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [02:42.19] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [02:44.85] | Highs and my lows |
| [02:45.74] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [02:48.67] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [02:51.38] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [02:54.13] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
| [02:57.76] | Get out my pocket |
| [02:59.04] | |
| [02:59.38] | A force from the rap game my , this ain' t a circus |
| [03:01.55] | There' s no Ringling Brothers, no Barnum and Bailey |
| [03:03.79] | Clowned ass s get marked out daily, trucked out lately |
| [03:05.96] | s get they hat brought to them, you don' t communicate |
| [03:09.17] | Well hands and the gat talk to you, what' s the convo? |
| [03:11.66] | Don' t think fast, you end up getting a combo |
| [03:14.29] | Think situations is calm, then they bomb though |
| [03:17.19] | Sleeping in the bando, it' s either death or jail |
| [03:19.54] | Something you never planned for, dreaming about Lambos |
| [03:22.03] | Wake up vering, pillow next to a lamppost |
| [03:24.51] | Straight up out the mother' crockpot it' s Watts |
| [03:27.36] | One stops leave you with , socks is not boxed |
| [03:30.10] | No rats, rerock that got them all losing weight |
| [03:32.21] | Got all they teeth shot but got a sweet spot |
| [03:35.01] | Gotta call up Dr. Dre just for the Detox |
| [03:37.67] | All of this in one zip code, keep the streets hot |
| [03:40.21] | |
| [03:41.25] | I don' t know why s keep with me |
| [03:44.36] | These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [03:46.74] | Highs and my lows |
| [03:48.51] | Look both ways, where I' m supposed to go |
| [03:50.63] | Ah, t, get out my pocket |
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