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from Black Attack - On The Edge (1999)
Check it, check it now
Come on The real game Sex with little kids Word is out That it's good for the biz Demand is high Supply is low You need mo' sex and got no mo' ho's Where do you go? Down to the corner store You need more loot Got your bow for Little girl who don't know no better You don't give a shit you only focused on the cheddar Money makes a nigga do crazy things Just drug 'em out on cocaine Taught 'em hive of slang The booty back and forth like a prostitutes Twelve years old and the knocking the boots Like professionals who to be profitable Took em from the playground Made em top notch ho's Broke em off some crumbs Relieved em like drums Had em begging like bums cause ya wouldn't give em none [Chorus:] Heartless We are livin' in darkness In a world do heartless We are livin' in blindness, in blindness yeah Heartless We are livin' in darkness No matter where you're from No matter how ya come Cross the wrong path then you will get done Ain't no love just pain No sun only rain Had a big effect on a young brother's brain It's time ton initiate No place to be Figure in order to get up Ya got come straight To the niggas Yeah And pass the test Ya gotta show those mother fuckers that you're heartless Slap the clip in the nine Ya jump in the ride Headed straight down for McCartha drive Ya pull-ups low Hit the lights down low Hopin' ya don't see nobody ya know Not knowing what to do to impress the crew Ya see a little old lady about 62 Bla, bla blasted that ass The bitch is under the ground Ya put your foot to the gas And haul ass Straight up to seem Crass pitchin' hard with a gangster Lee [Chorus] At the age of 21 A criminal at it's peak Just walkin' down the street still is trouble I see Gramblin, girls, go It's all for fun Got my boy AC to do a small run Dreaming' of vice Cold-blooded and nice You may see me once, but never twice Wait a minute This ain't no dream It's the heartless life Floor it And it's all about the dream Do what I mean and mean what I say But don't try to be like no toy 'Cause I'm not for play And if it's trouble you see Then see used for fine Death in a twine With a criminal mind Thugs and drugs And niggas who take slugs Me and state colder than a bug in a rug The things I do and the things I say Make it hard on me To live another day ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MORRICONE, ENNIO/DREYER, KARSTEN/DREYER, TORSTEN <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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