Please Lord! Please Lord! Watch over my kids!
Nightmares holdin the devil within
Pistol by my side I’m replenishin sins
Niggas try me I’m rearrangin his limbs
Cold heart got it from this cold world
Put the pump to your daughter, poor girl!!!!
City of Gods, kill or be killed
I know some millions that will do it admire the thrill
Welcome to Hell! {Hell!} Praise to your God {God!}
Emergency ’cause murder may come in disguise
I hit my knees and hope that my father reply
Man down bury him suit and a tie Now why they made me go and do it?!
Now why they made me go and do it?! (I DON’T KNOW WHY!!!)
I ain’t no killa but he pushed me!!!
Look him in the eyes WHO PUSSY?!!!!
Stare into your barrel nigga please squeeze!!! Ain’t scared of death be afraid of me!!! Be afraid of me!!!
Exactly how they live in the Gully!!!
Emergency!!!! Emergency!!!!
I tried to warn him now, we watchin B!!!!!!!!
You know I told him, death before dishonor!
Oh it’s death before dishonor!
Don’t make me have to put another man down
Just watch your head when you hear that sound Ohhh!!!!!!
Emergency!!!! (Emergency!!!) Emergency!!!! (Emergency!!!)
His blood all on his face, he can’t no longer breathe (GANGSTA!!!!)
Death before dishonor! Oh it’s death before dishonor!
Don’t even bring it to me if you know it ain’t right
You know I’m a gangsta for life Ohh!!!!!!
I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love
I’ll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a plane
Told her not to cry
I’ll be back one day…
Uh, Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I’ll be going til I’m gone, gone
Til I’m gone, gone
Til I’m gone
But I wont be gone for too long…
I said I’m in it, I’m in it til the finish
I keep them bottles coming til there aint nothing in it
I’m like Mario on mushrooms
I’m like Popeye on some spinach
We gon keep it coming till I no speaka no english…
Yo Yo Mr. President
What you doing for my residence?
Yo Mr. Minister
Why you being sinister?
Yo Yo Mr. President
What you doing for my residence?
Yo Mr. Minister
Why you being sinister?… …
…
… Nas…
It’s genocide, it’s a Genocide
It’s a genocide, it’s a genocide
Fifth floor cooking raw had my own supply
Cause of capitalist ways, that was back in the days
So now I do rap and it pays…
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
Y’all, y’all remember me
At the way you’ll die…
Expect me like you expect jesus to come back.Expect me, I’m comin…
And you don’t really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat
(That’s, the devil, they always wanna dance)…
2001 and forever..Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg…
C’mon, yeah!
“This is how the world works. The sun shines. The grass grows. Kobe Bryant arrives to practice at 3. The other three. Chickens bock, bock, bock. Broccoli can fight cancer. Rice provides energy. Kobe eats rice, broccoli, chicken and the world turns.
Earthquakes shake, bakers bake, Kobe Bryant shakes and bakes defenders. Philosophers ponder existence, scholars read, Kobe Bryant takes everyone to school. Rain falls, waterfalls dump water, Kobe owns the bucket, that bucket. Snakes are light, low and fast.
Kobe’s shoes are like snakes. Bees sting when threatened. Kobe Bryant is never threatened. Best is ahead of better. The basket is ahead of the ball. Kobe is light years ahead of them all.”
“This is the way it was, this is the way it is, this is the way it will be.”
