Wanted Dead Or Alive .......... 2Pac / Snoop Doggy Dogg

Sho Shot .......... The Lady Of Rage

It's Over Now .......... Danny Boy

Don't Try To Play Me Homey .......... Dat Nigga Daz

Never Had A Friend Like Me .......... 2Pac

Why .......... Nate Dogg

Out The Moon (Boom, Boom, Boom) .......... Snoop Doggy Dogg

I Can't Get Enough .......... Danny Boy

Tonight It's On .......... Bgoti

Off The Hook .......... Snoop Doggy Dogg / Charlie Wilson / Val Young / James E. Debarge

Lady Heroin .......... J. Flex

Will I Rize .......... Storm

Body And Soul .......... O.F.T.B.

Life Is A Traffic Jam .......... Eight Mile Road

Deliberation .......... Anonymous

[2Pac]
Got me up against the fence, back against the wall
Get to actin like a fool, cause ain't no justice for the dog
Got to take it out on all y'all, better read the papers
all my homies goin crazy baby only God could save us
got my, min on currency hurry see I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party, so Bad Boy gettin buried
Snoop Dogg, why they fantasize? (fantasize)
When we ride, it's a must havin sets die, everytime

[Snoop Dogg]
*singing*
Yes yes y'all, not $hort but Snoop Dogg
And you know it's like that y'all
*rapping*
I'm so smooth about my paper check it just how it's done
I'm servin any on a platter Snoop Dogg Corleone
Corleone, now do you know what that mean?
A Teflon Don to this hip-hop game, super supreme
It's like what happen can happen but will it stop
that won't happen I'm feelin good about the mission for jackin
*singing*
Aiyyo patnah, can you feel me?
Why these fools, tryin ta kill me?
*rapping*
It's so hard to stay focused on my eyes and prize
But if I don't, the Dogg won't survive

[2Pac]
We ballin in my opinion eternal was wild wheel spinnin
One sip a minute is represented for five minutes
Two of the livest wanted dead or alive
we riders inventers because we ain't quiet and watch the G's ride
Two of Amerikkkaz Most, straight out the West Coast
Bow down fool, this is Death Row
Been waitin way too long, bust out the pen, now it's on
C'mon, Snoop Dogg, time to bone

[Snoop Dogg]
Ain't nuttin changed too down to hang I slang a bang with a rhyme
Me and the homey Pac trippin Death Row on knobs
Gon survive by Eastside of DPG'z
Still creepin bump through the hood, always involved in the streets
(Westside!) Snoop Doggy Dogg homey, did you forget who I was
The Big Homey to you, there it is and there it was...
Now take a look through the eyes of G
and just ride to the rhythm of a gangsta beat

[2Pac]
All my homies tellin, me, ain't no love for a real G
You straight cowards all you playa haters kill me
Throw up your hands if you feel me
We gettin dollars homey Holla If You Hear Me
It's one time for my comrades doin bad lockdown
Fresh out bust the top and bounce drop down
Can you visualize perfection?
Cause every rider in my set labelled a vet best in their profession
Don't hold your breath, stick to Smith and Wessun
Steady study your lessons to keep the crowd guessin

[Snoop]
Straight gangsta, y'know?
Money to be made, situations get deeper
Niggaz always tryin ta creep
But I know what time it is

Gangstas, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, gangstas
Play or stay
Yeah, play or stay
Y'know? Stay a gangsta
All my doggs, all my niggaz on lockdown, Big Dogg
It's for you nigga
We gonna ride this motherfucker til the wheels fall off
Yeah yeah
Play or stay
Yeah, play or stay
Yeah yeah, play or stay
Yeah yeah, Death Row!
Yeah yeah, my nigga 2Pac rest in peace
Dogg Pound
Dippin real hard y'knowhatI'msayin?

Yeah yeah, stay down
Gangstas gangstas
foe life, Eastside!
Westside of the coast
Yeah, Eastside!
Mmmm, for all my soldiers
Yeah
Where ya at?
Yeah

Y'know? Yeah
Stay down
For real
Y'know? What it look like?
Mmm, what it feel like?
It ain't easy, y'know? Death Row

Yikes!

[Rage]
Uh-huh, right back at cha
Uh-huh, The Lady of, The Lady of Rage
Still remain the undisputed
Ahh, still hit MC's like ("hoo-yu-ken" *Street Fighter sound, from Afro
Puffs*)

Uh, I begin like this; with the wicked ass flow
Somethin for you wack MC's to think about y'know (you what?)
You better be on point (they what?), ya better be on deck
You better be strapped and buckled down cause I'ma wreck
*tires squeel, car crashes and glass breaks* like vehicles
I pop suckers like sickle
I tickle your fancy like Nancy and Wil-son get ill son
rock it from Farnville, the Tilden Projects (hah)
Concealed when I wreck
So hey, step like stairs, or prepare for the levitate (to what?)
to mount up on that ass like Warren G the Regulator
I won't hesitate to put a sucker on his back (uh-uh)
I don't hesitate to take a sucker out like that (uh-uh)
I close my eyes and dig deep into myself
Come up with the shit that's hittin harder than belts
cause I'm spankin, fakin MC's
off the batboard smack another hit from the back door

*chorus*

It's that Sho Shot shit I release
MC's from the West and the East get a motherfuckin piece
Cause it, ain't where ya from it's, where's ya gat
And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at

(repeat 2X)

Now they call me Rage cause I rush and come down like a hammer
Live rhythm get driven by vocal vehicular grammar
Untouched, the walls come crumbling down
You get clutched, in my clutches fifty feet from the ground
Fatally feminine, poisonous enought to extinct
cities of war fled the valley, so all of Cali sink
I come stompin like Snoop, hit the N-Y next
I ain't puffin up that shit between the East and the West
I use my, hip-hop precision, perfectly put to use it's
metaphoric phrases, spittin like deuce deuces
Continuous and strenuous, crafty and shady
Brothers notice me like Jodeci, now Forever They Lady
I puts it to ya like this, you can despite me, dislike me
I makes money like Spike Lee
You either wanna be me or be just like me
I'm nasty, nice-ty, no sheisty
Ahh, so cold I'm icy, hah, so throw them dice G

*chorus* (repeat 2X)

Now I speak with expertise, and any heffer won't beef (moo)
I be that A-1 Sauce, on your lips like floss
I eat suckers as my entree, Rage got da bombay
I gets total wreck and I ain't, playin wit a full deck
it's just this, ace in your face, kicks from Earth to outer space
Gimme space room to breath, roll up my sleeves just to breeze
Blowin up the spot like infrared dots on your knot
your knoggin, lyrical murderer a Rockin Robin
I be dishin out that puddin, all you suckers pussyfootin
be actin, but I ain't got time for theatrics
My crews be crushin, shitty MC's
I be flushin down the commode as I explode cock back and reload
Right the beat until they say WHOA
Then they tell me, "Momma don't hurt me no mo'!"
I'm strictly bout them skills on the reala
Strictly bout this motherfuckin MC cold killa, illa

*chorus* (repeat 4X)

It's that Sho Shot Sho Shot Sho Shot
Sho Shot Sho Shot
It's that Sho Shot Sho SHot Sho Shot
That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit
It's that Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit
That Sho Shot, sheeeeit, sheeeeit
That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit
That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit

Uhh, the heavyweight undisputed, still hit MC's like
("Hoo-yu-ken!") break it down now
Lyrical murderer, hit MC's like what?
("Hoo-yu-ken!") c'mon now
Ain't a damn thing changed
I still remain, the ill, reputed
And just in case y'all forgot or, just didn't know
I hit MC's like ("Hoo-yu-ken!") break it down now

Thanks to Julie James for submitting the lyrics

I can tell that you're worried
It's written on your face
And it tells your story, girl I can feel your pain
It's unspeakable, what he did to you
He don't deserve one bit of you
Girl we're walking out, it's time we're through
He might as well, get over you

Chorus:
It's over now
Girl you can stop your crying
It's over now
There won't be no denying
It's over now
I promise you, he won't hurt you again

You can wipe your tears away, it's over now

Yes it is, oh
Well he can cry if he wants to
See that won't change a thing
Cause the things he did to hurt you
They'll just happen again
You can take your head, and hold it up
And tell the man, you've had enough
It's time he realize, that things are through
It's time that he get over you

{Chorus}
You should wipe your tears away, it's over now

Some women don't recognize, they don't exist
They feel that they can't survive, without their man, yeah, yeah
It's time we all realize
It's not worth it, if you treat it so bad
Lift up your head, show somebody
Get back the respect in your life

Over now
You can stop, you can stop your crying
It's over now
There'll be no denying
It's over now
I promise you, he won't hurt you again
You can wipe your tears away
It's over, It's over now

Yeah youknowhatI'msayin' muthafuckas in the world tryin' to
play niggas out these days. Can't fuck around and play no
niggas out these days niggas is smarter'n a muthafucka man
we gotta make cash. Only thing that's ruling this muthafucka
right now, this strap, this weed, and this money I got in my pocket
finna go get mo' money. youknowhatI'msayin' Ha Fuck 'em.

Verse 1
I hear some niggas comin' 'round
talkin' 'bout what the fuck they can do
but the only thing I do is
realizin' in my crew
Fuck these snitches fuck these bitches
ain't worth the jail time bro'
you know these streets is a muthafuckin' joke
and that's the way it goes
Playa playa got caught up
brought up the wrong way
But he say the white man
fucked me up and got me acting that way
You know the homey who be
ballin' with the squad (squad)
Little Y.G. trynta practice acting hard
talkin' 'bout money talkin' 'bout bitches
talkin' 'bout fancy cars and all that shit
Cocaine a pound of weed
and bitches sucking on his dick
He used to win it to live that way
ever since them Chronic days
The big homeboy C-style put him on
Nineteenth Street got him on his way
It was cool 'cause he was finally one of us
someone we can trust later on
someone we couldn't trust
Niggas got greedy seen us clockin' dough
in this rap game threaten to snitch
if he wadn't rich in a matter of days
Should we kill him or let him starve? (Kill him!)
Make him get real broke (Kill him!)
hell naw this nigga gotta die right here
we ain't no joke. (hell yeah nigga)
Check it!

Chorus (3X)
Don't try to play me homey
Don't try to play me what (what)
Don't try to play me homey
Who the fuck you think I was? (was)

Verse 2
8:30 in this evenin' I cop the sack gettin' me set
get some Orange getting me on my mind state just at rest
Cruise the neighborhood proudly and I'm throwin' up my set
Dogg Pound Gangsta homeboy and don't you forget
I crack a forty of that Eight fuck St. Ides I love the taste
and my system bumpin' down the street with nothin' but bass
and the homeboys flossin' we tossin' up the scene
lookin' clean as fuck makin' green
mashing as a muthafuckin' team
it seems the homies notice me who I am
Goddamn tires hoppin' pullin' up pop on the jam
niggas started hoping showin' stereo on three chromes
and the situation just went so fast
Daz Dilinger kickin' ass
steadily movin' making cash
Later on I bounce to the club
me and my cousin Rico Snoop
Tai cousin Supafly, Big Style, E and Hershey too
Cruisin' up ? like fools don't understand my thang
come around here homeboy &
you won't see daylight ever again
Come tow me bitch come get me rich
you know my way my game we spit
you down wit this? (you down wit this)
Told ya what told ya twice
told ya why told ya somethin'
it ain't nothin' but a gangsta party bumpin'
<ain't nothin' but a gangsta party bumpin'> (Snoop over last line)
dumpin' on niggas after the club
niggas started trippin'
niggas start set trippin'
niggas started Crippin' started Bloodin'
started doin' whatever that they was doin'
I was blastin' they was blastin'
Dat Nigga Daz was out catching
those who try to get up and do they thang
swang bang and I gets my thang
rat pack niggas try to jack
niggas try to fuck my game
How the fuck I feel homeboy
get that Eight and drink some more
niggas won't stop mashin'
'til we knock down every niggas door

Chorus (4X)

<Echo>
<Yeah> and there you <have it>
straight gangsta <shit>

Never
You ain't never had a friend like me
Believe dat
Cause you ain't never had a friend like me
See at night I watch the sky
I take another breath
I smoke my Newport to the butt
Like it's the last motherfucker left
Just me and you evading enemies
Let you get my last shot of Hennessy
Ain't never had a friend like me
Remember memories so vividly
Was once a little dust kicker now becomes a G
Who can I call when they all fail
Collect calls to my Dogz from the County Jail
Sendin' me mail
Heard the blocks in the same shape
Ain't nothin' changed
Niggaz slangin' at the same place
The same faces
We suppose to alwayz hate our foes
This lifestyle is forever
Watch the game unfold
Shedding Crocodile tears
Just got Life plus
And you wonder if these white judges like us
Just Stay Strong
We'll appeal
Nigga You'll be free
Down with cha to the very end
Cause you ain't never had a friend like me

[Chorus X2]
I'm down for you so ride with me
My enemies your enemies
Cause you ain't ever had a friend like me
Nobody knows where we'll be
My Enemies your enemies
Cause you ain't never had a friend like me

How can I be blamed
Forgive me Lord I'm insane
In search of fame
Won't hurt to change
Follow in foot steps of past dealers
Equipped with ski masks
No witnesses, as we blast fearless
Reckon now they feel us
In this act of war
more casualties
no survivors
Any man the defies us
Quickly dies
Cuz we Ridahs
In my quest for chips
We wear vest
Equipped with automatic fire
We reply when my enemies trip
Me and you against the nation
Whispering while we conversatin'
Cuz niggaz died over information
How much more can we take?
Expect us all to wait
The world ain't ready for us yet
So lets make Clinton pay
(haha)
They never wanted us to make it
Everything that we posses
We had to fight and take it
I think the president is smoking weed
Bumpin' his beat
Makin' a livin' out of my misery
Till he got a friend like me

[Chorus X2]

Promise to visit
I know it's rough in your cell
Receiving mail to the county jail
This is hell
When I was young
I could picture livin'
In Luxury
So how the fuck did I end up in prison?
Fuckin' snitches
They got me crossed by my own side
I found him by his self
No drama, he alone die
Nobody cry
Should have never testified
You got my nigga 25
So now I sacrifice your life
Help to separate me and my dog
Broken ties
Why the fuck should I let you live?
When I'm dead inside
Rapid fire my delivery
I'm bustin' at their whole crew
Nigga remember me
Hit up my Outlaw set
Then throw my pistol in the ocean
Ditch my ski mask
And get to straight coastin'
It's visitin' day at San Quinton
Always there to see your closest row dog
Cuz You ain't ever had a friend like me

[Chorus X4]

[Small Chorus X2]
Come after us, best be complete
My enemies your enemies
Cause you ain't ever had a friend like me
Nobody knows where we'll be
My Enemies your enemies
Cause you ain't never had a friend like me

You ain't ever had a friend like me
[Till fade]

*Intro/Chorus*

Why did my homie have to die, with tears in my eyes
I came to say goodbye, say goodbye
(repeat 2X)

Just passin through to let you know that I remember the times we shared
Your mother prayed for us both night and day
I guess this is what she feared
The picture in my room keeps your image sharply in my head
All in my head
I just can't let go of the memories I had; will this madness ever end?

*Chorus*

Sometimes I wonder if it's better to be free or be in jail
Incarceration at this time to me is better than heaven or hell
I often wonder if you'd still be here if you had won your bet
Won your bet
You most likely soon see me we'll all be a memory
if we don't change this mess... change it or we gone y'all

*Chorus*

Hi, passing you through to let you know
Passing you through to let you know
That I, gonna tell everyone I know
Gonna tell everyone I know
How we, used to send them to the floor
Used to send them to the floor
Have we, have we forgot to mourn

Ohh, how long, how long, how long will they mourn
Ohh, how long, how long, how long will they mourn

*Chorus 3X*

f/ 2pac, Tray Dee, Priest "Soopafly" Brooks
From Gridlock'd sdtk.

(voice)
Ha, ha
What is an M.C.?
If he can't rap
What is a D.J.?
If he can't scratch
Don't worry about a thing cause my niggas goin' do it all just like that

(hook)x3
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom
Ahhh, bend over, bend over

Indeed I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper piece
bustin' rocks and glocks
And gettin ghost from the Police,
No peace
So, he gets served with no concern
To who gets burned and one day they'll learn
not to be fuckin' with the nigga
buckin' with the trigga
Nothing you could figga
Could help you escape
>From this mind state
That I create young nigga
Yeah! and it's just like that

(Snoop)x2
L.B.C. out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom
My rearview mirror's vibratin' cause my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

(Soopafly)
Now I rock
Some will talk
It don't stop
When that funk shit drops
To make your shit go pop
Now let that beat ride
In your 'G ride
We gettin' me right
Hittin' with that Dogg Pound "C" life
Now its I, with that stylish flow
So niggas step back or heads get cracked
And I won't let back
who coming with that gangsta shit
The shit that only gangsta's get gangsta with
Now quick to bust your ass like the cop
Waiting, debating for my ass to flip flop
But I don't flop
I just flip the script
When I did and set trip
Keep the clip close to my hip
And don't say shit
When I blast
I done told your ass
Slow the fuck on down
Dogg Pound, Motherfucker

(Snoop)x2
Boom, and you know that
D.P.G's out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom
My rearview mirror's vibrating and my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

(Hershey Loc?)
>From the archives
I arise off the Long Beach streets
Will be comlete to the do is done to all that competes
Don't be alarmed as I swarm through
I warned you and your crew see wax
So, what's that?
A known fact
Battle that the habitat our men is deadly
You can get diluted
Or depends on where your head be
Striving for what your in for
And for your info mo' flow
Than the tightest nigga flowed in Ninety-four
So, stand and deliver
Watch nigga's shiver
Quiver in they boots
As I mob with my troops
Through the east
Where the phonies get deleted
Be seated, and all the G's I know
Stay heated

(Tray Deee)
See I was born to be known as a thug and theif
So anyone with beef
I gotta slug to sleep
Peep, I'm not no nigga
Figga' he can come up
By getting a job so I mob
not givin' a fuck
I'm the drama
mama warned all they kids about
I mash up strapped
Get my dibs n' out
Hustler musn't trustin' a gat
To keep me fat, seeking victims
Pick 'em and then I stick them in track
My heat black
With the cereal number scratched out
Don't wear a glass shield but
You'll still be assed out
I'm Mr. Tray Deee
And since they say "G" as my title
My method mainly homicidal

(Snoop)x3
Boom, Yeah, and you know that
2-1 out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom
My rearview mirror vibrating cause my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom

(Tupac)
Ha, ha, ha
Could it be
My history living G like
Enemies that wanna see me
Would it be like
Picture me practicing perfection
Now hit the deck
Playa haters gettin' chin checked
When I hit the set
Watch how they fall
When I buck 'em all
We Outlaw, Westside
Playa, touch 'em all
I buck them all
Then remain ballin'
Out the moon
With my glock cocked
Shot Calling
Brothers fall then they crawl
And they beg for they life
Should of never tried to rush me
Your dead here tonight
This is Thug Life
Go tell them Busta's
Up at Bad Boy records
That tricks got a big mouth
Busta better check it
I can see it plain as day
This game I play wide open
I pull the trigga
Dead figga with his eyes open
His pride broke
And I tried smoking
But, bailed out
Soon as they left me at the jail house
mobbin' in my...

(Snoop)
Yeah, and you know that
Death Row out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom
Outlaw out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom
My rearview mirrors vibrating and my speakers go
D.P.G out the moon and you know that

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f/ Charlie Wilson, Val Young, James E. DeBarge
from Gridlock'd Soundtrack

[Snoop]
Um, um, um (Ha, ha, ha)
It's goin' down (Ha, ha, ha)

[All]
Ooooh, it's always
It's off the hook baby (Yeaaah) (It's off the hook), ow!
(Yeah, it's goin' down, it's a party y'all)
(OW!) It's off the hook (Yeah, it's goin' down, it's a party) WOOO!
It's off the hook (It's goin' down y'all, it's goin' down)

[Hook]
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook

[Charlie Wilson]
I stepped in the joint, it's Friday night
2 or 3 niggas down shootin' dice
It's off the hook, it's off the hook, ooh
4 or 5 cuties walkin' in the door
Come shakin' ass all across the floor
It's off the hook, it's off the hook, nah, nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
Sing the song, it's off the hook

[Hook]
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook baby, it's off the hook (Yeah)
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook baby, it's off the hook (Yeah it's goin' down

[Charlie Wilson]
Lil' blue funkin' ridin' hood
With no man is up to no good
It's off the hook, she's off the hook oooooh
It's off the hook baby
Bumpin' bumpin' wall to wall
We gonna bump till we see that fall

[Hook]
It's off the hook, the hook
She's off the hook, you
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Who' that peepin' in my window
Oh it's the lil' homie with the indo
What chu' outdoor for come indoor
Everybody groovin' everybody movin'
Ain't nothin' but a what up, ain't nobody cut up
So I'ma blaze this bud up before somebody nut up
It look good, good is what it look like
We got the phone and the party off the hook tonight

[Charlie Wilson]
Lil' blue funkin' ridin' hood
From the first verse ya know ya no good
It's off the hook, she's off the hook
I got my hand all up in there
I guess ya know that no girl took me there, your the first
She's off the hook, she's off the hook

[Hook]
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook (Yeah)
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Jack and Jill ran up the hill to tell Snoop the big dog have a big ball
And he invited the tightest MC's
From the East and the West and the best dressed ladies
Got in for free, oh it's all on me
It ain't where ya from it's about where ya be
Feel good and good is what it feel like
We got the phone and the party off the hook tonight

[Val Young]
1- A little bit of this, a little bit of that
You ain't seen nothing yet
Come on in, we're gonna have a good time
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
You ain't seen nothing yet
Come on in, we're gonna have a good time

[1 repeated x2 with Hook in background]

[James E. DeBarge}
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
You ain't seen nothing yet
Come on in, we're gonna have a good time
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
You ain't seen nothing yet
Come on in, we're gonna have a good time

[Hook repeated with ad-libs from All]
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook (Yeah)
Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah, nah
It's off the hook, it's off the hook

J. Flex f/ The Lady Of Rage---Lady Heroin

Verse 1:
[J. Flex]
Now when I first met her
I was down in the dumps
Cause my punks would funk
Some cowed on some chunk like Willy Lumb Lumb
Feelin' sad and mad hurt
That's when this fly honey walked up to me,
in a brown leather skirt
She sat on my lap
She said: I heard that you rap
She said: I have some prime-time skill that you need to tap
I never met a girl,
so I front with it
So I took it to crib,
sparked a blunt with it
Hit it
It was the bomb
(? on cloud 69)
But all of a sudden she start flippin' and scrip talkin'
Like what have you done for me lately
Like she hate me
I wasn't no romance without the ends
She had me drivin' and stealin' and illin',
just to hit the skins
I was open
You could drive a bus up my nose
My friends tell me
I shouldn't mess with these type of hoes

Chorus:
Lady Heroin, you know you diss all that
Yo it's the bomb baby
You got me hooked like crack
Got me dealin' over back,
cause it's the tap that cap
I used to be like a mack
Now I don't know how to act

(Snoop sample: The pussy was the bomb,
had a nigger on sprung. I was)
Shootin' up.
That's that shit in my bloodstream

(Snoop sample: The pussy was the bomb,
had a nigger on sprung. I was)
Shootin' up.
That's that shit in my bloodstream

Verse 2:
[J. Flex]
Even dough I'm a fiend,
I can't break clean
Cause everything so sureme
When she's on the scene
And can't nobody tell me bout my boo
I wore a tattoo
Trackmarks on my arm, black and blue
But she didn't feel the same for me
She had a jalous boyfriend by the name of O.D.
Now O.D. was short for Over Dose
And whenever he got caught,
niggas pushin' on his girl
He made her comatose
Lady heroin had me thinkin',
I could get toe to toe with O.D.
But he showed me
Damn my nigga told me
(Told you what?)
Not to mess around,
when I had to clown
And now it did me a six foot ditch in the ground
So take it from me, yo
The negro
With a tab on his toe
I'm tellin' ya not get with that ho
The most scariest female
Once you're under her spell
She crosses your bucksells
And send you on a highway to hell

Chorus

Verse 3:
[The Lady Of Rage]
I'm off in your bloodstream,
snatching your cream
Can't get enough to me
you's fiend to the extreme
A nightmare but not a dream
Realer than real
State once I penetrate you mindstate
ya never get ya scrilla straight
I'm on a mission to invade your soul
Open up your brains and let me take control
I would be under when I had a love like this
Made you steal and kill for me baby with just one kiss
I could sentence you to die
In the blink of an eye
Of a needle
I think you evil on the sly,
my supply
Non-stop, skin pop until you drop
Blood watch drippin' out your snotbox
I got your brain locked
Hash lady in the hot spot
Black widow
Stick my tooth in 'em
And check 'em with that China White venom
Than I mo' fill 'em
Swimmin' in that bloodstream
Gotcha
Now you a fiend from lady heroin

Chorus x2

Lady Heroin
Lady Heroin
Lady Heroin

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Intro:
(inhaling) My last time gettin' high

Verse 1:
Fallin' in love ain't no joke
Some praise dope like the Catholic praise the pope
I'm looking at my life thrugh the hour glass
How much longer in this world will I last
Boostin' basein' one of the cops chasin'
Big time I be facin' in need of a vacation
Got hooked in a year, never kicked the habit
First day on the streets i still had to have it (body and soul)
Back on the scene a full fleded fiend
Pull a scheme and get high by all means
A quarter spoon a day is my medicine
I ain't never had a high that was better than
When I'm nodding drifting in my own zone
I wanna be left all alone
Some front like they high, but they ain't high
The ultimate high is when you die

Hook:
Please tell me why. I'm hooked on this dope.
It's got me feeling out of control
I can't deny (no no) that I need help
It's taking over my body and soul body and soul

Verse 2:
Being addicted to this dope makes me wonder
Will it be another dose that'll take me under
Or another dope fiend with the same habit
Puttin' a knife in my back like a street savage
And the road that I travel is a dark route
From one stop to another then the jail house
It seems that I'm waiting on my day to pass
Methodul is what I'm on no I can't last (body and soul)
As I withdraw dripped with sweat to make it through the night
But trying to kick this freakin' habit is a strong fight
I seen my girl overdose it's been 3 days
Impuleses convulses send me in a daze
I can hear 2Pac tellin' me to be strong
But my nigga got stoned and left us out here alone
I know I gots to quit before my future unfolds
This shit got the best of my body and soul

Hook

"Picture your dreams on a triple beam"
"Don't underestimate the power of the bitches"

Verse 3:
I'm lost and turned out, do anything for a fix
Dying slow and can't seem to kick the habit
Shot up so much dope I can't fing a good vein
But when I ain't high my whole bodys in pain
So everyday I'm searching for that dogs food
A lost sould in the ghetto like a whirlpool
In a shack with 5 other dope fiends
Who got tracks damn near lower than a Soul Train
And it's a shame cause all it took was one hit
Straight to the vein now they got a nigga losin' it
A true hustler having money turned junky
I wanna stop but they say I can't shake the monkey
Off my back, I even tried to go cold turkey
But all it did was make me fiend more and mentally hurt me
Quickly running out of time I got to watch the clock
So on McDownly Street caught up in Gridlock'd

Hook (x2)

Eight Mile Road f/ 2Pac---Life is a Taffic Jam

(Eight Mile Road)
Land of the Free, and home of the enslaved
Till the concept of time
6 hours, 22 minutes, and 3 seconds, I've been standing in this
county line
By the looks of the Gridlock outside
Its gotta be about 3:39
Everybody rushin from place to place
The looks on their faces ain't no different from mine
Both of us look like we just worked a 9-5
See, but when I clock out
I'm not looking for stress, but for the kind share
Since I started this county line shift,
huh did I say shift? I mean this sentence
I've heard nothing but sirens outside the door
How much you want to bet there's an ambulance rushin a short man,
O.D. man, police abused black man to the hospital?
Now what they rushin for is my interest?
Rushin through traffic jam to get to emergency room traffic jam, that's
suspposed to be a free clinic
Only to hear if you have or don't have insurance
It ain't nuttin but survivial of the fittest
So what they rushin for?
And damn this man at the window is slow
The concept of time has us all fucked, and on top of that,
Life ain't nuttin but a traffic jam.

(2pac)

Life is too short, I feel trapped
Hopping I don't get caught, watch my back
Lost in the traffic, heartless and tragic
Don't wanna get my ass kicked
So I walk in this mindless state, and a don't make me feel this way
I'll tell ya
Life is a traffic jam, I'm stuck
When will you realize your fucked?
Don't try to change my ways, I'm hopeless
Victims to the games we play, stay focused
Watch for the crazy ride, don't lie
High till the day we die
It's my life
Tell me if you feel me
I'll tell ya
Life is a traffic jam sincerely
Stretch your mind, spoon feed your soul
3 voices you can't control
Remember life is a traffic jam
Life is a traffic jam (x4)

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