but don't nut, I be incomplete If me and the street wasn't in between the sheets I'm a product of hard luck, the money and murder game Here's Nature,
all's the motto I'm trapped in a bottle, my music's gettin' hollow That's what happens when humanity you follow Where every leak or info is hard to
s this nigga KRS? Reference points, too many to wish for Battlin' niggas on trains, I stay raw Never let my dream die I was happy and high goin' to Alee's
Fuck, now they gon' tear up the car Try to lock me in a cell that's as tight as a jar But that's the way it's goin' down, the gang story's told Tomorrow
Mean] (talking) Black Rain, there's no chance to escape it You know it seem like sometimes, there's nothin but bad luck? It just won't go right, that's
me luck is running thin I'll take another name, I might have a win What? 2 more points? I hope no one fills it in See, that's the one for me, look under
the point where it gets rediculious... oh man Each day at my dope spot, i watch him as he passes by I say to myself, he looks like the FBI A white man like him, what
shot and shanked, where there's tremendous pain You get your frame inflamed crushed to dust by the next man's clutch It's infamous you fucks, intense bad luck
love you Then I'd have to say I do If you ask why am I leaving I'd say what am I supposed to do What's the point in holding on if you keep on doing wrong
me over Tell me do you like what you see? Hey, I ain't got no money But honey, I'm rich on personality Hey, check it all out Baby, I know what it's all
him or her to court it's kicking knowledge you ain't ever heard before just before he leaves, he reassures you that he knows that it's hard he underlines
a chopper okay Nigga, I'm a hard head, my eyes, they stay red Thirteen years of pushin' cain in the game, okay Nigga, what's my name? D R A M A, nigga, that's
the job, son Numerous cats, word up, that's right official niggas word up This is what you call ? Straight blazin' through what? Raise the roof is what
on each arm, and thats why it's never hard to spot me, aint got time for the type of chick who, who got baby daddy issues, to the point you feel sad
' a gun Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it I was knockin' muthafukas out What's your name
heads for what we said in the past Point blank, they can kiss my black ass I didn't stutter when I said 'F*** Tha Police' 'Cause it's hard for a n***
that's what it gotta do But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Witta Attitude Confused, yo but Dre's a nigga with nuthin' to lose One of the few who's been
out on me and shoot the last of ur foot off? Switzerland, what about girls?and what about jobs? and what about all the tiem that was spent int he what