Tragedy Khadafi - Lift Ya Gla** lyrics

Intro: Let me ask you a question: Have you ever been shackled on a bus? Are you afraid to die? Most of y'all n***as never did bids. Your hands Never got dirty. Me, myself, I'm a thug - and I live and die for this sh**. 25 To Life - the entity - forever and ever. Yo... Imam T.H.U.G.: Yo, they label us ba*tards Raised in pen maxes Hydro - blow 'til I burn in platinum ashes Make it hard for n***as who blast, try and get at this Two-Five - flooded with thugs in black mas'es Station me ?, pants sag, divine masters Comin' with d** - o.d., your brain's captured See my life condemned to weed and chrome biscuits Ghetto sheist' fake emcees and crack infants Murder one - k**er disease my life sentence Exit one - enter with truth, combined vengeance Who'd ever think - we could blow and be spectacular? Thug blazin' my gun, still comin' after ya Tackle ya - bent, I snatch you out the Acura Or Lex' bubble - scuffle, rise when you tumble Bloods**er - won't be sweet when mine's touch ya Now pa** that - lyrically strapped, attack that Chorus(x2): Yo, black gloves, black mask Sit at the table like the Maffia and life ya gla** When it's time to go to war, who be the first to blast? Real n***as shoot first and ask questions last Tragedy Khadafi: Yo, my last days on the Earth, bury me in the Bridge My worst fear is a stray bullet k**in' a kid Born and raised where the fiends live My pops did a state bid All my n***as is locked and full of hatred We can't make it Caught in the beast, tied naked That's why I spit immortal thug sh** on every record It's thug apparel Resurrect the crime pharaoh My thoughts travel Like hollow tips through the barrel It's all official I hold a laser beam tryin' to hit you My team died and came back, that's how we come to get you My Arab missile penetratin' through your body tissue Kidnap your wife and your kids - make it a foul issue Cime rate, violate, guerrilla mind state We all tryin' to escape - clappin' at the jakes(pap) The holy wars - my soul be inside of yours For all my n***as who brawl - locked behind the walls For all my n***as who brawl - locked behind the walls Chorus(x2) Yo, yo My life every day livin' Henney and weed I know I need to slow down my speed The police break me off with somethin' I don't need Have me caught up in the law 'til I'm forced to bleed My n***as fall on the floor and give Allah they plea While this black cloud follows everywhere I be Have me scared up in the mirror at the man I see Flip constantly - cause my lady k**ed my seed Took his life - 'fore he even had a chance to breathe Said she k**ed him cause she didn't want him growin' like me Like the Godfather Part III as far as I see Try to stop me? I thought we had love, acqui Older n***as comin' home, younger n***as get stuck It's like - havin' weed and not havin' a dutch Type f**ed up - knowin' that you could get bucked Leave the 'hood, try to come back, and then get stuck Leave the 'hood, try to come back, and then get stuck Chorus(x2) My friend is losing his mind... for fear of going insane My friend is losing his mind... for fear of going insane My friend is losing his mind... for fear of going insane My friend is losing his mind... for fear