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it any place you wanna take it to Hating in your blood, 'cause guess it's just too late for you All I could do is pray for you or organize a wake for

and you better kill be thug life baby I'll probably be punished for hard livin' blind to the facts Thugs is convicts in Gods prison hand on the strap Praying

There's no reason I'm as evil as I could be I pray to Jesus, "Please keep my mind at peace" I just wanna stay humble and patient That's when stupid niggaz

see your lost youth Do I evolve into an adult organism? Do I blow myself away? Tell me the truth Good intentions, yeah, I got 'em Plan for the future or pray

, I pray for the faith, Lord We pray for your love, Lord We pray for the lost, Lord We pray for this world, Lord We pray for the strength, Lord We pray

all you hear is connivin' and gossip and contradiction and You try to vote and participate in the government And the motherfuckin' Democrats is actin' like Republicans You join an organization

the octavus seed, black seed, Sea of Caspainian Persian Gulf all the way to the Mediterranean City of Atlantis, skin is gettin' tight as a mantis Styles organic

Somewhere between prayer and revolution Between Jesus and Huey P. Newton That?s where you find Jonny 5 shoot, shootin? Water guns at the audience while

in the sunset Hand on my pistola Little John Gotti From baja Califrnia Sippin on Corona With the chip Motorola Betta watch out for my coner Or you'll be an organ