and if I'm awake at nighttime singing to myself then it's o.k. I look over I can see her face then I know we finally found the way thank you
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me and if I'm awake at nighttime singing to myself then it's o.k. I look over I can see her face then I know we finally found the way thank you
scrub, you fools It ain't no haps on it, hops, we snaps on the cops And straps on the glocks And take the law into our own hands 'Cause you ain't fuckin
by myself that's the way I'm livin', this is my life [Chorus: Johnny P] our golden law, now foes or friends I'm on my own, no hoes, no ends I been smillin
do us harm Like I'm nervous, live inside a glass house They want to bring us down, then drag us out It's all about niggas that doubt our reputation
To give your own life is the greatest sacrifice But it's hard for me to walk down the block Seeing rats and roaches, crack viles and 40 ounce posters People broken down
(In between the lines, outside of the law) Safety from the crowds in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil) We write our own Cider House Rules
heart goes out, what the fuck you cryin 'bout? Money for rebuilding but, what about home? When the way we live is shitty where's the love for our own?
t definately the law in the jigsaw, puzzle while I screw and muscle on my six-saw Bringin it to ya ass, in a way you never felt it Yo whole fuckin' staff
Feel the base, you just get closer Be impressed by the words I chose of Once again kickin' it live Doin' everything yo just to survive Above the law, I take our
our last loaf of bread Got cereal, but no milk, Kool-Aid, no sugar, what the hell? And here come Mr. Bill collector beatin' down our door for dough
'll call the law He says, there's no testimony without the test What we do with our own is our own damn business Drop down in the swampblood Drop down
to god that you wouldn't die. the time it went by, the pain you still felt. the doctors weren't hopeful if you'd ever walk. the law came down heavy,
To the one who kept us running Was right there by our sides What a way to go home What a way to go home What a way to go home What a way to go home
for prestige by dising all those I can manage The law of hiphop says no raping if you sing I even got a limp in my leg when I walk down the street I'
out praise Or, when our true nature finds its way to the surface We hide in the darkness, our tails between our legs. At all costs we are prevented from
block is kinda mean But on our block we still play But on our block we still play And block parties in tha projects lastin' way past daylight A young
