Yes, it is I states meAnd although meBy early morning 3, trigger they ′ re weakYes, yo!, I"m in your home currently for sureBecause I wan na discuss the hearts of menWho recognizes what bad lurks within themBut allows take a traveling down the blindsideAnd see what we discover on this ... Course ... Called ... Stranded on Fatality Row, so duck when I turn my shitI obtain sturdy like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fitsThe gangsta kind, what I state ′ s kinda lethalNiggaz recognize, the circulation that I kick, there"s no refillI"m murderin niggaz, Yo, as well as possibly due to the toneI kicks my grasp, the mic and also kick shitNiggaz can ′ t fuck withSo remember I go hardcore, and also slamNuff regard like a sensei, ba-bash like Van DammeSo any kind of nigga that assert they bossinWhat wear ′ t you bring your butt on over to Crenshaw as well as SlausonTake a go through the hood, and also we approximately no goodSlangin on points like a genuine hoG should, I"m stackin as well as mackin as well as packin a 10 soWhen you ′ re slippin, I slide the clip inBut ain"t no constant tripppinCause it ′ s Fatality Row, rollin like the mafiaThink concerning whoopin some butt, however what the fuck stoppin yaAin"t nathin however a busterI ′ m Stranded on Fatality Row for pumpin slugs in motherfuckersNow you recognize you"re outdoneFeel the shotgun, Korrupt prisoner cell block oneNo avoidance from this reference of sortsYour"re a sufferer, from my driveby of thoughtsNo expansions, all efforts are to failBlinded by the light, it ′ s time you find out braileFrom the , I fatality like arsenicWhen I kick up worthless rapsThat the grain will certainly strike the scratchWith betrayal, my literary type will certainly blastAnd absolutely exceed the normNot a tornado, plural, make it, lots of stormsWhen I ′ m irritated, I fly leg necks and also armsIn this measurement, I"m the presenterAnd the creator, as well as the tormentorDeranged, like the hill stranglerMC mangler, challenging like WranglerI compose a rhyme, hard as concreteStep to the warmth and also obtain shed like mesquiteSo what you wan na doThe storyteller RBX, cell block twoRage, lyrical murdererStranded on Fatality RowAnd currently I ′ m servin a life time sentenceThere"ll be no repentenceSince it ′ s the life that I pick to leadI beg guiltyOn all matters allow the round bounce where it mayIt"s simply an additional clip right into my AKBuck em down with my below ground tacticsFacts as well as heaps of clips on my matressBed structure there ′ s an additional dead painLayin lain with the embarassment, that"s to blameMe, the woman of RageOn when I"m comin from the D-E-A-T-H inR-O-W takin, no shitSo flip and also you ′ re bound to obtain droppedIt ′ s 187 on motherfuckers wear"t stopHandcuffed as I breast there ′ ll be no debateIt"s Craze, from cell block eightAnd yo steppin via the fogAnd creepin with the smogIt ′ s the leading nigga from the hood, Dog DoggMakin video clips, currently I remain in HollywoodBustin raps for my breaks currently they call me EastwoodDre is the medical professional as well as my cozy little niggaWarren G is my hand as well as my hand"s on the triggaShootin at the hoes with the video game that I gotSent to fatality row reason I intended to make a fast one servin my rocksAnd I ′ m still, servin for mines, peaceTo my motherfuckin homies doin timeIn the area and also the pen jailMobbin with your blues on, crazy as hellAnd you state yeah fuck the policeAnd all the homies on the roads is everything about peaceAnd it"s drivin the polices crazyBut ain"t nuttin however a black point bay-bee, uhhhNo I ′ m not flaggin, however I ′ m simply sagginI betcha wear"t wan na see the D-O dual GAnd you can ′ t see, the D-R to the EOr my motherfuckin homey D.O.C.You recognize you can"t fuck with my motherfuckin DJThat ′ s my homey and also we call him Warren GYeah, as well as you put on"t stopDoggy Dogg break em down with the motherfuckin Dogg PoundThat ′ s the only method we"ll beat em manWe obtained ta smoke em, then choke emLike the motherfuckin peter manIt"s like 3 and also to the twoAnd 2 and also to the oneCell block 4 tranquility Dog Dogg ′ s doneYo, currently you recognize the course I ′ m onYou believe you"re solid, see if you can take a trip onCause just the weak, will certainly attempt to speakThose that are silent, will certainly constantly trigger riotsThere ′ s 3 kinds of individuals in the worldThose that put on"t understand what happenedThose that question what happenedAnd individuals like us from the roads that MAKE points occur!

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