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Prime Suspects - Liquidation of the Ghetto lyrics
featuring Mystikal damn these hard times be more vicious makin me feel like the liquidation of the ghetto chorus it's hot around my way lookin for a better day X4 [Prime Suspect #1] good and bad right and wrong lurking the land you choose your fate gracefully save your soul if you can life is shorter everyday my nigga make the right moves choose your hustle spots wisely police give you the blues lock you up put a strike by your name you on paper see the white boy be on every money and your paper put the weed down now cause we face incarceration stipulations of probation strike two is what you're facin in the mandatory joes, now you ain't gon bounce short timin round them lifers hopin that you touch down if I see the free world again, I'm a ball put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord 3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death leave a coppers scar wet I ain't aimin for the chest 44 chrome to the dome, uzi man did it once again Prime Suspect guilty til proven innocent chorus [Mystikal] I'm sweatin cause it's hot and humid outside the spot where we lay it down I amplify the city streets and terrorize the underground nigga respect gangsta and run in the streets they walk on FBI might finish listenin to the car phone I talk on waitin on me, wantin me to mess up, put my hands in some dirt but I'm a legitimate businessman, I sell light green t-shirts go on officer leave me alone, I ain't be got no weapon I don't even know what you talkin bout, I be makin records hits size I'm too busy for this bull and kicks was it tinted when you pulled this six over to the side of the road got my hand on my heater cause I'm tired of you hoes let the dog sniff my vehicle and my clothes but I bet I make it home cause you gotta let me go I'm too cold for an iron box I need city lights, the projects, and the boondocks chorus [Prime Suspect #2] I'm lookin for that wall so I can put my back up against it cause it ain't no love from the beginnin to the endin they got me pledgin the flag that wanna see me doin 10 in see it's vicious out chea on these 3rd world streets them people tryin to stop the hustle but yet they survivor just like me makin liquidate runnin in them hater streets so I tell my brother get the cake for me if need be [Prime Suspect #3] look let me run into ya'll cause the pilots burnin over I've been doin the same thing since lil but now I'm called a soldier and I'm older and watch fake soldiers transform cause they own see them same soldiers upstate and they ain't bout no home why it's already a livin hell for the average thick soldiers survival of the fittest watch yourself is what poppa always told me why we already misled, bustin hot metals I just need to step back and take a look cause they liquidatin the ghetto chorus until end |
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