Conspiracy E

Yo, man, get the fuck off me! Get down and 'em out, alright? Aight, aight, get The Get on the ground, man. Aight, man. Your nigga ass on the floor. What the fuck, dude? Yo, who the fuck can I trust, man? You can trust me, Man. A. Y., Term, it's danger, guy! Oh. Yo, I feel like the walls is closin' in On me, man! Hey, I understand. Buggin', man. Ah! Yeah, I got you where I want you. Word up, man. Ain't got nowhere to go, son. No, you don't. Yo, these streets is tryna kill me My best Friend could be my worst enemy This game is Deadly, this ghetto might murder me Or lock me Up twenty-five to life, throw the key These streets is tryna kill me My best friend Could be my worst enemy This game is deadly, This ghetto might murder me Or lock me up Twenty-five to life, throw the key Yo, yo all Happens in the actions of the inner city tale When your thoughts fail and have you scared to Death bitin' off your fingernails Not enough numbers On the weight scale Got niggas cuttin' throat just To make sales Even if it take the last Of me I'ma fill my pockets to capacity Anything That taste cash, fuck job huntin' Pull down a Face mask, kid, I'm out to rob somethin' If You home or not, I put the chrome to Your knot One shot to the side of your Face Let me up inside of your place Give Me the funds up out of the safe Hit The fire escape, high divin' gates Flyin' from Jakes, I'm dyin' for pape's Yo, these streets is Tryna kill me My best friend could be my Worst enemy This game is deadly, This ghetto might murder me Or lock me up Twenty-five to life, throw the key Yo, I'm caught up, stuck in a tangled web Where They love to see me dead, now my mind's My head So the tri-colored silence Ruger stay off Safe To take off a face just in case, A quiet lace Plottin' 'fore you're nothin', You're spottin' your block is Anything else you Gotten hopefully you think you're rotten So eyes Open, don't sleep 'Cause once you do, You go deep Mo' money, mo' heat Police wanna Brutalize me to death And my foes wanna see Me lose all my breath Maybe friends could wanna Murk me for my Benz And bitches that gave Me skins wanna watch my end Cut open my Chest and see my heart pump the last ounce Of life For livin', it's a price 'Til then, When it's over, kamikaze Strictly, I'm takin' all you motherfuckers with me Yo, these Streets is tryna kill me My best friend could Be my worst enemy This game is deadly, This ghetto might murder me Or lock me up Twenty-five to life, throw the key When I die, I don't want none of my Niggas to cry Just dress me in a black Suit and a black tie And pass me by To the darkest cloud in the sky No time To waste, we got the drugs in the briefcase We stickin' up the whorehouse, we takin' everything We want the pussies to the diamond rings You Want the sun to shine, we want the rain To pour Official Nas'll put your body on the Floor Oh shit, I'm hit, I'm hit Nigga shot Me in the stomach Ah, who was it? Niggas tryna kill me and they caught me by Surprise That's when I blacked out, my life flashed Before my eyes My whole life, I ain't never Give a shit My mentality was get shot or Kill me Damn, if the gun ain't jam, I would've bust you I don't trust my own Mother, how the fuck I'ma trust you? I did some things that I sorta regret But I can't bring them niggas back, kid, they already Wet As a kid, I went to jail 'cause I sold crack I'm holdin' trial in the streets 'cause I ain't tryna go back Oh shit, What happened? Wait, now I remember It was my Gun, I must've dropped it when I jumped out That window Ah, my stomach, where them niggas? I don't see 'em I gotta make it to The BM and try to stop this bleedin' I Ain't tryna die, got mad blood spillin' Ayo, There that nigga go, kill him I left behind A widow and a bastard kid The streets was Tryna kill me and it did These streets is Tryna kill me That's why I keep a MAC Mil', this shit is real to me This shit Is deadly, this ghetto might murder me Or lock Me up for twenty-five to life, throw the key I'm low-key so niggas don't notice me A half A key is worth more than a pound of Weed I'd die for my seed, kill for my Family Fuck this world 'cause this world don't Understand me I'm sick mentally, I'm drinkin' Hennessy mixed with Tennessee Shit is Stressin' me, niggas prayin' for the death of me But 'til they bury me With sixteen shots into Me Remember me, your worst enemy Motherfuckers, you know what I'm sayin'?