of mine Just for that tell them hoe niggas, they ass is out of time I got it on my mind so it's understood who the fuck'll shine I'm comin 'round the
about New Orleans, How the Mississippi river no washed the sinners clean, Oh the righteous pray on ignorance and fear, Oh nothing much has changed here, But there?s a storm comin
the storm, out of a mirrage Deep in the ghetto, the Lord is in charge Swords comin' out of my mouth, ready can't block the barrage I'm still (dancin; on
the remix, we here to rock this shit It's the remix, we here to rock this shit Bizzy Bone, Bryon McCane Shouts out to the family members Playalitical on
evil territory So why they comin off to bust on me I got my homie out of the way, I think my lady got a crush on me Somebody put the finger hush on me
alive) It only gets harder It always seems so far away The sky's getting darker Another storm is on the way (The the greatest, the the the greatest, the the) Another storm is on
stay loyal till I'm dead and gone Outlaw till I die so forever it's on Use my body as a vehicle It lead a soldier through the storm, I believe in you
Paz pleases Hit you in the chest 'til you don't even know what breathe is We demons, wid bloodlust for heathens Born through a storm on a see wid Galileans
Jesus in my life Limos, demos and bimbos! (I'm only fuckin with the...) Limos, demos and bimbos! (I'm livin so trife I need JESUS, JESUS) [Ice Cube]
After all get yo niggaz it's the final call I can't stall Daz put me on the liquor hit Cause I'm fed up and tired of that broke shit Steady on the grind
storm Weepin man fall, for the night seem long But if you stand strong joy come within the morn' And it goes, on and on and on and on and on and-ah I
D came through with the bomb trees And when a n***a inhale this Gotta put my shades on Get behind tint In the clouds Lookin down on the ground 8 ball