Uh-huh, huh, playboy, it seems like everybody with bread get indicted by the feds and family members end up dead, REDRUM I used to read psalms and go to church
day I first came to you, I was dead on arrival And now I can hear you pleading on the radio Mama I've joined the church you know And I've been passing
the vista cove I didn't want to get a job I want to sell me some more I didn't want to go to church I wanted to get me some dough Or a European Chevy
cause they scared of giving birth How will I feed this baby? How will I survive, how will this baby shine? Daddy dead from crack in '85, mommy dead from
like the rebel Right there, but you're one light year, from my level Uh-huh yeah yo check it yo Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine Slapped
m Morpheus' son Part two to The Matrix, I'm atheist Only God is my gauges and the clip is my church Show the beginnin and the end when I'm spittin my
dead-ly so what the fuck? Interscope ah better hope we never knowin and bringin the ruckus Like Nas said, it's a coon parade, yeah Bitch niggaz goin out all day
to change my name to strong arm You came to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day
more churches than trees Raise me, praise me, couldn't save me Couldn't keep me on my knees Oh, boy, rave on down loop 289 That'll be the day you see
say I was incompetent, not able to learn The table turned now, got my own label to earn Like that nigga said, in dead presidents, money I burn Queens
a East Coast menace, And Belly was like the sequel without O-Dogg in it, Give me a New York minute, to show you Cali got more dead bodies then the Yankees
it when him dead [Chorus] Play my music like I died (To the Dj) Like the nina aint alive (Quit the replay) Like I took the long ride (On my D-day) Like
bullet in his gut, catch him at the stop sign And dump em' in his nuts Now let's play a game of find and search while your mamma cryin' In church, I'
Yo, Weez, wasup man Yo, word man What happened? You hear them niggas man Them niggas is pussy man, word man What happened? Yo, them niggas is dead man
Hope you see my good intentions for whatever it's worth No self convictions when I mention my intentions in verse Like a preacher or a deacon when he speakin' in church
(right) On sundays, church Moms pray for my sins And ask to protect until my life ends, geah Chorus... Compton all day, nigga Hoo-bang all day, nigga
Like my cromey, like my cromey They called him big bread Ed His first cousin set him up and left his ass for dead Churches, wakes, nothing unusual, seem like every other Damn day
- Pressure I'm from the city of light, with a sky of vanilla, Known as the city of churches home of the serial killer, And in the winter, the city sleeps dead