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    Lay Low

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    (Paris)
    Peace - what's happenin' rookie?
    It's been a while since I've been gone - I'm tryin to fall in
    Ain't nothin' new, shit, I keep it mannish
    It's different now then when I was out - let's examine
    What's happenin' junior? What's goin' down?
    How the women actin'? Heard you was crushin' em in the town
    Look good don't they - hell yeah, you shoulda saw
    The ones last week at the mall - hella raw
    And all trying to come up - like video queens
    So fine they make some of us do the stupidest things
    But be careful though, you'll get caught up - know what you doin'
    Fuck around and be a teenage pop - and life is ruined
    How ya mama doin'? She cool? Is that right?
    Seen ya sister last week at the bank - lookin' tight
    Keep your eyes on her - cause niggas, nowadays
    Always looking for some new ones to train - so many wayz
    And I'm amazed - but not amused as such
    We all brothers but some of us getting caught in the clutch
    Another, day go by, another, day's the same
    Another, day of stife, I say a, prayer for change
    But I can't complain, and if I did so what?
    The best we can do is try to find the truth and come up
    I'm still bangin' on these tracks still keep hope for us
    Yeah I'm back, still rough on wax and still bustin'
    (Chorus)
    Everybody gotta do they own thang
    Seem the whole world goin' insane
    Before we see sun it'll be rain
    Lay low, lay low, lay low
    Everybody tryin' to maintain
    Brothers gonna work it out in the end
    'Till we get peace it'll be pain
    And they know, they know, they know
    (Paris)
    What's on ya mind? What, ya homie died?
    Over what, some bull shit? Is that right
    I known him since back in the days - we was tight
    Used to date his older sister back in late '85
    I just wonder why? This shit don't make no sense
    How many gotta die before these niggas convinced
    Death is final every day for my people I'm prayin
    Seen so many lose our futures fucked around by the game
    A motherfuckin' shame... Another life is ruined
    Know you wanna ride but gunnin for them niggas is useless
    See we all confused, damn - but everything is a test
    Don't let ego and emotions be the reason you slip
    Cause though ya boys might all, fall for doin' wrong
    Friends drop like drawers, nobody mobbin' like the law
    And we don't need no more in the pen or at war
    It's open season every brotha on the street is a target - believe
    (Chrous)
    Everybody gotta do they own thang
    Seem the whole world goin' insane
    Before we see sun it'll be rain
    Lay low, lay low, lay low
    Everybody tryin' to maintain
    Brothers gonna work it out in the end
    'Till we get peace it'll be pain
    And they know, they know, they know
    (Paris)
    Now even though I'm anti-pop, I still rise
    And though it seem it ain't gon' stop - I still rise
    Above this bullshit hip-hop - I still rise
    Supply - wise words disguised in rhyme verse
    I curse - what these niggas is sayin' ain't nothin' real
    Just fairy tales of pimpin' these sistas and making mail
    I see em pose, see the bitchy roles they play
    See these videos is shitty - see the way we portrayed
    See these sellin'out acts that's sellin' out rap
    Bleed wanna be macks with powerhouse tracks
    Redefine black manhood - defy the lie we rise up
    Fuck this bullshit - survival or die
    See em thuggin' niggas muggin with that criminal pout
    See em frown in every photo - see that shit in they mouth
    See em tatted lookin' battered chasin' pussy and weed
    They making hookers outtas queens - every video feed
    I see these labels sit back, push this shit like crack
    Every record every act has gotcha thinkin' it's black
    To act a fool chasin' pussy like it's hard to get
    I see these crackas think it's cool bein' niggas for chips
    I split jiggabo chins, analyze these trends
    If it's down to me and them I'm sendin' flowers to kin
    Ain't nothin' easy in this world - struggle makes the man
    Don't let these motherfuckas do you - understand the plan
    and believe
    (Chorus x2)
    Everybody gotta do they own thang
    Seem the whole world goin? insane
    Before we see sun it'll be rain
    Lay low, we lay low, lay low
    Everybody tryin' to maintain
    Brothers gonna work it out in the end
    'Till we get peace it'll be pain
    And they know, they know, they know
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