I grew up with a lot of love in a happy home Mama called about the paper turns out they wrote about me Now my broken heart's the only thing that's broke about me So many people should have seen what we got going on I only wanna put my heart and my life

Go gangsta, keep boppin' Like back when a nigga was clockin' Rock with me, let's get this bitch poppin' See, it's hard to be good, but easy to do evil And I ain't really into meeting with new people I don't know you, you don't know me You don't know the

This moment, we own it One shot, everything rides on tonight Even if I've got three strikes, I'mma go for it And I'm not to be played with Because it can get dangerous See these people I ride with I never feared death or dying I only fear never trying I

But maybe you'll be there Each time I see a crowd of people Just like a fool I stop and stare It's really not the proper thing to do I go out walking after midnight Along the lonely thoroughfare It's not the time or place To look for you You said your

See my shit is getting worse before it's getting better It's like the people got a curse, can't nobody stay together I watch you gun my people down, plus we're killing off each other, no, ooh oh Somebody's gotta take a stand Then some more cops came They

I'll be thinking about you baby Here's to the good life or so they say All those parties and games that all those people play They tell me this is the place to be All those beautiful people and nothing to see Sometimes I feel like something is gone here

Well, they say people come The say people go This particular diamond was extra special And though you might be gone, and the world may not know Still I see you, celestial And I should but I can't let you go But when I'm cold, I'm cold Yeah, when I'm cold

They lurks in the corners Purge fi pass Zion Gate Just organize and centralize my people Because Babylon have... Instilled malicious and grudged upon my people,yuh know Yuh see the dutty lifestyle...the Rastaman ah bu'n it!!! There's nothing in them

Toy-like people make me boy-like I sink myself in hair upon my lover I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my error You click a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways through the club

I'm warning you, do not tempt me I got places to go, got people to see The penitentiary ain't the place for me I'll run up and squeeze it, put a hole in you I got places to go, I got people to see The penitentiary, ain't the place for me I'll run up and