see a broken heart If she turns around But ain't no going back, this is how it must be He told her she'll be burned alive, she just told him trust me
words bind (Keep grinding along) I'ma take it right back I'm on the grind Time to go for mine We still climb Feelin' alive Flowing line for line [Prevail] Yo, we trail blazing
dangerous, we so dangerous My whole entire unit is dangerous Hold your breath, we swingin' it from right to left Word to Wyclef, nigga shit be hot to death Stayin' alive
I even got the rhyme Before I had nickels and dimes I knew that I was goin' somewhere Would 'Pac be alive, if you let 'Pac drive? Swear to God, to reverse
Welcome to the house of pain, Just Blaze niggaz There's no way out, it seems I can't get free Somebody tell me what's happenin' to me The country bud
the Undying I'm dead and lifeless The casket maker Soul taker, your life is Priceless Especially on the black market If you're alive and breathing
Colton Grundy the Undying I'm dead and lifeless The casket maker Soul taker, your life is Priceless Especially on the black market If you're alive and
Dip it in some gas See if I can take a little skin of the calf Grotesque I'm a walking body bag And when it all heals I'll pick the scabs [Blaze
Everybody in the game, trying to do their thing. You in the industry, we in the strets. Know what I'm saying? The label that runs beneth the streets. Psychopathic. ABK, Esham, Blaze
game trying to do their thing You in the industry We in the streets You know what I'm saying? The label that runs beneath the streets Psychopatchic ABK, Esham, Blaze
All the ladies throwing panties on the stage And all the fellas with the funky demo tapes All the ladies with the smile on their face And all the fellas let?s blaze
down, California's my birthplace So I'ma take you there like B.I.G. took niggaz to New York "Juicy" had us feeling like we was from New York And that's real shit, blazed
's my birthplace So I'ma take you there like B.I.G took niggaz to New York "Juicy" had us feeling like we was from New York And that's real shit blazed
[Sample from Memoirs of the Traveler" by The Jaggerz] [The Game] Second floor my hotel im rollin up bout to blaze And zone out to this Frankie Beverly
nigga fucked up in the head gotta stay high to survive I ain't gone lie these streets be havin a nigga wanna die bein a breeder gots to stay alive keep
the position My mom's stick thick, who the killas and convicts Bulletproof now, pistol holsters under the arm pits Ready to go out in the blaze of glory
right now, right now, right here And we bringing it to you live, come on Golden state, what, come on, what bitch New shit! Ha, come on, yeah Ras Kass blaze
me if you can when I'm dippin' from the cops Mr. Gingerbread never falling victim of the fox Wanted Dead or alive Wanted Dead or alive Wanted, but you