City Of Lies

They got me jocked

But now I'm strapped and gettin' hotter

Runnin' from the cop, as I try to cock my Glock

The war won't stop

That's why they wanna ban the music

You ever notice how the cops can't stand the music

See a black man coolin' with a mexican

We can all have peace on the sets again

One time make it worst when they sweat us

Send a army of pigs to come get us

Watch me clown, give me lovin' when I'm high

I'm a outlaw baby, I'll be thuggin' 'til I die

In my drop-top, double-R, life as a rap star

Hustle like a crack fiend 'til they catch me

Go ask somebody to your show

Watchin niggas out of sight, in my night scope

Cookin' white dope, got my nigga 25-to-life stressed out

Tryin' to have all the better things in life

While Makaveli, a born leader, 10 millimeter

Change a nigga's future like a schizophrenic palm reader

Heed, from out the Bible I read

See the meek shall inherit the Earth and the strong will lead

Hittin' weed like it's alright

I'm in the studio makin' music all night

My enemies cry whenever I rise, they hated 'til the death

Tryin' to beat me out my last breath

Whatcha gonna do?

They got me jocked

But now I'm strapped and gettin' hotter

Runnin' from the cop, as I try to cock my Glock

The war won't stop

That's why they wanna ban the music

You ever notice how the cops can't stand the music

See a black man coolin' with a mexican

We can all have peace on the sets again

One time make it worst when they sweat us

Send a army of pigs to come get us

Now, Rock-a-bye baby, I'm thugged out and so crazy

Don't want to hurt a soul nigga, so don't make me

I got a dream to see my whole team in Lexus Coupes

My enemies dead and buried, now the stress is through

They try to ban me, cause the brothas makin' noise a lot

I tear that asses and the boys

Bout to poison the block

They got me jocked

But now I'm strapped and gettin' hotter

Runnin' from the cop, as I try to cock my Glock

The war won't stop

That's why they wanna ban the music

You ever notice how the cops can't stand the music

See a black man coolin' with a mexican

We can all have peace on the sets again

Give a shout-out to my homies in the Pen'

They try to keep us down 'fore

We clown everytime we hit the Top-10

Once again it's yo friend out of Oakland

Hopin' they keep the hip-hops clubs open

Now we can fight and let 'em close [?]

We can have peace and so we control them

Ain't nobody gettin' paid, it's a damn shame

Why gangbang brothas in the same gang take security to blame

'Cause they lettin' it off, brothas come to have fun

But they settin' it off

So I'm runnin' out of time, and it's cool

Down with my (homeboy put it down