Get in Line
The motherfucking saga continues...
All of you who don't believe in the real gangsta shit
cause when it comes to the real niggaz
it makes the shit they're much harder to deal with.
Yeah above the laws in this motherfucker
like Mafia for life down with the real niggaz 4 life.
Ha ha yo sweet talk tell 'em what the fuck we're here for...
Well I write ya USE Compton Watts The Wood
all across the motherfucking USA.
They know I'm walking through the valley of real niggaz,
I should fear no man on the motherfucking planet, hit me
Letters To You
Can't you see
That I wanna be
There with open arms
It's empty tonight
And I'm all alone
Get me through this one
Do you notice I'm gone?
Where do you run to
So far away?
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I'm writing again
These letters to you
Aren't much I know
But I'm not sleeping and
You're not here
The thought stops my heart
Do you notice I'm gone?
Where do you run to
So far away?
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
No more looking
I've found her
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I've gone away
I've gone away