1.Can't Give It Up
There's always something you got to give up (yeah, i know know)
If you want everything you want (but shit i don't know, i don't
know)(4x)
My life is a jungle
I struggle
Hustle
Monday through to sunday
They told me the world is mine
But shit, i don't want it. who want it？ how could it be mine and
i'm still
Hungry still homely, lost and lonely？ so i holler at the forces
of the wind as
A friend! but i predicted this ending back in the day, cuz i had
visions of bad
Decisions, knew niggas would go astray. although we pray and we
pray and we
Pray, we do, but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united,
divided we fall
Nigga, then haul. we all dealt fucked up cards, but don't
complain just play
The hand that you was dealt. you play them right you prevail,
you play them
Wrong then you fail. it ain't hard to tell, when you be headed
for
Self-destruction. cuz i could look at a piece of the puzzle. it
ain't no love
Involved. everything we was dissolved. we all hard as one but
together we raw.
And it ain't a nigga that can fuck with that. we spreaded the
talent my nigga,
What's up with that？ letting the devil get in. should've pinned.
you was
Pretendin' to be friends. we was slickin by the snake in the
grass, slither
Slicked a nigga fast. yeah, the
Mothafuckin snake in the grass. we dropped our guards and it got
inside us
Like a virus. now our family reunion done turned into a family
crisis, crisis
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want(4x)
I was never some solo shit. always down to roll and blow a head
off. he jet off
And don't know me, don't tell me you love me. when i was lonely
and my daddy
Died, all of my niggas came. nigga dreamt, and thanks for
coming, i'm still
Stressed out over the death. and i take my breath to puff my
cigarrete (wet). i
Think the world is just collapsing, but i'm still rapping. get
it all of my
Chest, go wacking back to the action. when the bird was flying
low, and
Laughing, family bashing till it just happened and wally passed
in the ashes.
Working it tragic, gloomy, asking if you'll ever come back
tomorrow. we tellin
The truth clone, you still beating around the bush. baby i'm
sorry. it's all in
The game. throwing up blood (coughing). fuck it lay, let's sign
our life away!
You see me
I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
It's hard to come by, and i ain't no bitch nigga. shit, committ
some robberies
And walk-by's. but you don't want that. neither do i, but i will
i will cuz i'm
A hustler, hustler. high till i die. i'ma get mine even if it
means murder,
Fuck it let me fire. cuz a nigga thirsty nowadays. but i'm a
hustler just like
You, don't bring that shit my way.
Well if it's something you can't give up [bizzy： would you give
it up？]
Hell naw, i be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga. running with
niggas thats
Killas, the realest that be shermed out nigga! fearing my
prophecy, ain't no
Stopping me. comin through with the mossberg shotty. i really
don't want to
Hurt nobody. just kill off filluminati! fuck the dea, the fbi.
irs can kiss my
Ass too. cpd, fcc, yall niggas better quit trippin' 'fore a
nigga come blast
You. i'll blast you. hit 'em up like pac did, take 'em hostage.
terrorized and
Tortured your ghetto resource, a big payback (payback)! little
lay that
Little nigga with scrilla.
And bitch i thought you knew. you got a beam on me, i got a beam
on you. you
Wanna fuck with me, i'm gonna fuck with you. (beeatch!) like
it's always been.
Yall niggas gonna have to kill me. feel me! you gonna have to
pop me. even if
You tryin to stop me from grinding. i'm leaving you blinded by
the science of
Mo thug till you find us. all a nigga know, in the hood life, in
the streets
Tryin to get the good life, getting that lle' up under the
street lights. it's
A life i'm fighting. a nigga want out but just can't get out. so
i guess i gots
To fix it. all them dreams of having them big thangs, i'm still
gonna chase it.
You'll see that!
There's always something you got to give up (yeah, i know know)
If you want everything you want (but shit i don't know, i don't
know)(4x)
Here they come wicked and i bomb down. bone servin the fiends!
lit them up and
Then i hit them with a future shock, then pulling my glock.
that's when they
All thought, 'when this shit gon' stop？' popped in my slug and
it goes 'pop'!
Droppin this shit daily, kicking this thug music. but i love,
also really love
Smoking bud till i buzz, sipping on some toxic feeling me lust!
my niggas don't
Play it too close, my thugs aint havin that shit. my peers
applied with the
Pencil when they stabbin the holes through the people. we'll
split your wig!
And buckin it on t's like me, sct's in the city of cle. we bail,
get em up
Rollin. could you handle the wasteland soldier？ told ya. nigga,
better have my
Gun. now follow the man and don't tell him what the ouija
spelled, you better
Hope you don't fall victim. niggas stuck up another then, run!
when i'm through
With the body, hit yall! even when it be armageddon, still i'm
up. hey it's
Flesh givin you pain or pleasure. whatever you want on my dream,
go on. well
Then stack yo
Ur jewelry krayzie!
There's always something you got to give up (yeah, i know know)
If you want everything you want (but shit i don't know, i don't
know)(4x)
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