Heaven Ain't Hard 2 Find
Heaven ain't hard to find All you gotta do is look Simply because you nervous, let me start off with my conversation Hoping my information, eleviates the hesitiation I can see it clearly now Catch you smiling through your frown I'm askin' Baby Boo are you down ? Although I know you've heard about my reputation Across the nation Mr. I get around My temptaion got me dripping wet Perspiration I'm activated by the moves your making Baby why you faking? strip naked get the love making See its all in your mind, so every time I sip a glass of wine I fantasize till that ass is mine Never gettin' but wanting, never touching but wishing A straight thug on a mission until I get what I'm missing Stop with the beeper, baby Listen, I know you're grown, but pay attention Let me hypnotize with my tounge kissen' This is a message to bomb bodies and all dimes Turn around one more time Heaven ain't hard to find Heaven ain't hard to find Heaven ain't hard to find Heaven ain't hard to find Infact you can have it just have faith Just like a little kid, still believing in magic It takes a lot of scarifice With all the lonely nights on tour I need somebody I can trust in my life Let me apply the brakes Baby you're moving to fast My conversations are getting deeper, but first let me ask Are you afraid of a thug ? And have you ever made love with [?cherries?] and bubbles sipping in your tub Touch me and let me activate your bloodpressure This Thug Passion Help the average man love better Picture me naked and glistening beneath the moonlight mist Take a shot of that alazhay Come give me a kiss And maybe we can be better friends Perhaps we'll be closer I'll be the thug in your life Baby and you'll be my soulja And I know it takes some time And you got a lot of questions on your mind But relax, in due time Heaven Ain't Hard to Find Heaven ain't hard to find Heaven ain't hard to find You think we all dogs, thats why you cautious when I approached you Been talking since you arrived, but not a word is spoken Through my eye contact, I wink and you respond back Look at me Whats all that? Its like the closer you get, Baby the quicker I'm speaking I got a flight out Chicago, lets kick it this weekend I'm sipping Heneesee and coke Tho' addicted to weed smoke I'm fiendin' for your body even mo' Oh god help me identify me truest thoughts Your hidden motives full of passion who would of thought Come hollar at me baby, love me for my thug nature Far from a playa hater, label me a money maker Straight heart breaker Baby we can be friends I can soup you in my Benz We'll ride I'll let you floss it for your friends Once we begin Until the end, it gets better with time I'm makin' love to your mind baby Heaven ain't hard to findCalifornia Love
California love California...knows how to party California...knows how to party In the city of L.A. In the city of good ol' Watts In the city, the city of Compton We keep it rockin We keep it rockin Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat The state where ya never find a dance floor empty And pimps be on a mission for them greens Lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes Ever since honeys was wearin sassoon Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way Dre puttin it down for California Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it mama Shake it Cali Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it shake it shake it... Out on bail fresh outta jail California dreamin Soon as I stepped on the scene I'm hearin hoochies screamin Fiendin for money and alcohol The life of a west side playa where cowards die Only in Cali where we riot now rallies are live and die In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right) Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews Famous cause we program worldwide Let'em recognize from Longbeach to Rosecrans Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side So you know the row won't bow down to no man Say what you say But give me that bomb beat from Dre Let me serenade the streets of L.A. From Oakland to Sacktown The Bay Area and back down Cali is where they put they mack down Give me love Now make it shake... Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side Cause you and I know it's tha best side Yeah, That's riight West coast, west coast Uh, California Love California LoveOnly God Can Judge Me
Only God Can Judge Me (is that right) Nobody else, Nobody else All you other muthafuckas Get out of my business Perhaps, I was blind to tha facts Stabbed in tha back I Couldn't trust my own homies Just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed Paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus But I can't see And in my mind I'm a, blind man doin' time Look to my future Cause my past is all behind me Is it a crime To fight for what is mine Everybodies dyin' Tell me, Whats the use of tryin' I've been trapped since birth Cautious, cause I'm cursed And fantansies of my family In a hurse And they say It's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind Doin' all the killin' here I can't lie Ain't no love, for the other side Jealousy inside Make 'em wish I died Oh my lord Tell me what I'm livin' for Everybodies droppin' Got me knockin' on heaven's door And all my memories Of seeing brothas bleed And everybody grieves But still nobody sees Recollect your thoughts Don't get caught up in tha mix Cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can Judge me.... Only God Can Judge Me... I hear the doctor standing over me Screaming I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes Laying here naked Still I, can't breathe something evils in my I-V Cuz everytime I breathe I think their killing me I'm having nightmares Homicidal fantansies I wake up stranglin' Danglin' My bed sheets I call the nurse Cuz it hurts To reminise How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss Somebody help me Tell me where to go from here ? Cuz even thugs cry But do the Lord care ? Tryin' to remember But it hurts I'm walking through the cementary Talkin' to the dirt I'd rather die like a man Than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven And its ours Black Power Is what we scream As we dream In a paranoid state And our fate Is a lifetime of hate Dear mama, can you save me ? And fuck peace Cuz the streets got our babies We gotta eat No more hesitation Each and every black males trapped And they wonder why we suicidal Runnin' around strapped Mr. Police Please try to see That there's a million muthafuckas stressin' just like me Only God can Judge Me..... Only God Can Judge Me... That which does not kill me can only make me stronger (That for real) I don't see why everybody feel as thou that they gotta tell me how to live my life (you know) Let me live baby Let me live Pac I feel ya Keep servin' it on the realer For instance, sayin' Playa hatin' marks out ta kill ya Would you be wrong For bucking a nigga into the pavement He gonna get me first If I don't get him Will you start praying ? Ain't no such thing as self defence In the court of law So Judges when we get to where were goin To cross That's real Gotti, lurk thee Creep tha fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes No everybody want him After talkin' behind my back Like, a bitch would Tellin' them niggas, "you can fade us" Punk, I wish you would It be the same mutha-fuckas in your face That'll rush up in your place To get your safe Knowing you on that paper chase Grass, glass Big screen and leather couch My new shit is so fine I already sold a ki of ounce Bitch Remember Tupac and 4-Tay The same two brothas dodgin' bullets And represtin' the Bay Pac when you was locked down That's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts So sick But they try to clown That's why they ride the bandwaggon Still be draggin' sellin' lies Don't think I don't see you haters I know you all in disguise Guess you figure you know me Cuz I'm a thug That love to hit the late night club Drinkin' buzz Living lavish like a playa all day I'm 'bout to floss 'em off Playas stick with 4-Tay Only God can Judge me...: Thug Passion
Aight, new drink One part alazhay one part chrystal Thugs Passion baby Y'all know what time it is This drink is Gauranteed to get the pussy wet and the dick hard Now if ya with me Pour a glass and drink with a nigga Know what I mean ? I ain't trying to turn you all niggas into alcholics Alcholics [ha ha] I'm just trying to turn you into muthafuckin thugs So come and get some of this thug passion Baby I could pull out the drink And be good 'till it's relavent but I'm a straight solider, I'll roll up a nigga Like its Heaven sent Tripping over dead presidents They got these derelicts I throw was down with this business Tryin' clown and get a cent And so rather Than stand forever, been thinking Drinking over a felony And hell of me and how it will be some other shit People telling me to cool out But they ain't feeling me A mutha fuckin fool 'bout My fuckin cheddar cheese And it pleases, passion of mine Thuggin huggin plenty of G's And laughing while I pass through times And all thes back stabbers be watchin Just keep it plain I'm a keep it the same partner Just take it the simple game I can pinkle with the rain twinkling Diamonds and thangs go plinklin Enough to hold me, til' I'm, old and wrinklin And These adversaries They gonna have to be worrying Cuz I'm a be illing Fufillin my Passion Till I'm burryin' My Thug Passion I heard it's the bomb And you got it going on Give me some of your Thug Passion Babby You got me dripping wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your Thug Passion Babby Now what if me Turn this Henessee Into a robbery The Prophecy probably suddenly Switch and How it supposed to be? And Dirty money Can't be evil cuz it's filling up my tummy see Born in a position Death collision Was futuristic Twisting riches But there is only one way to make mo' So I'm standing on the corner Trying to hustle in the snow And My bigga bro Couldn't know But buy a four four Blasting at playa hating Wantin' mo' With a Thug Passion Putting down mashin' Control by this Thug's Passion Unlike them other bustas pistol blastin' I'm asking, What Happened? To the niggas who kept it real Like they claim to That's when I bang do See thang true Traveling this road my poor soul Has been consolidated With all this bullshit I done tolerated How I made it Can easily stated It's like my heart be gripped with the Passion To be the fucking greatest Load up and take shit Make this to some high dollar gangster shit Jack a stack till we got enought bank to split Creep with me Through that Imortal flow Thug Passion got you tremblin' Like Death on the Row Make your move so I can throw your mind a curve While i'll be blowin up tha scene Like my nigga Mr. Herb Take a toke As your heart goes full arrest I got tha bomb So nigga, fuck tha rest Ya need a 3rd to get ya flowin' And let that loc see smoke Feelin' tha strokes of tha nine squeeze tight and slow They say money don't make tha man But damn i'm makin' money Observin' you muthafuckers Cause some of you bitches funny Say you want it But you bullshitin' Lickin' them lips You got me about to act a fool quick Sippin' on some Alazay and Cristal, meanwhile Buy me a drink And get to winking at me She smiles A niggas full of passion Satisfaction is everlastin' How does it feel? What i'm askin' While i'm rubbin' on that ass Why you laughin' ? See, i'm diggin' as if i'm curious full blown and furious Baby get a grip When I be doin' this It's so physical My attraction Driven by alchol Beware of my reaction Baby i'm born to ball Thugged out on Death Row You better recognize And picture what I said so Now you can feel it It's a potion for my niggas in motion Forever blastin' Bitches ain't ready for this Thug PassionCheck Out Time
Hey, what time is it nigga I don't know Oh shit, 12 o' clock Oh shit, we got ta get tha fuck outta here (hell yeah) Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call Kurupt, call Daz Call all those niggas up from downstairs Tell tha valay, bring tha benz around Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas drivin' or are y'all flyin' back Wussup Man, i'm rollin' man, fuck that shit Hey Syke man, come on nigga, get up out tha bathroom fool Let's go I lost some money nigga Aw nigga Damn Now I'm up early in the mornin' Breathe stinkin' as I'm yawning Just another sunny day in California I got my mind focused on some papers While I'm into sexy capers Give a hollar to them hoochies last night who tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us ? Plus room all up in Vegas I'm a Boss Playa Death before I let these bitches break us Last night was like a fantansy Alazhay and Heneesee A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me Told her I was interested Picture all the shit we did I got her hot and horny All up on me Hot and horny What a freaky bitch First you argued, then I fight it, till you lick me where I like it Got a nigga all excited It don't matter just don't bite it I never got to check out the scence Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans Now it seems, it's check out time We got to go Its check out time We got to go Kurupt They label me an outlaw So its time for the panty raid My fantansies came true With Janet on, I'm in an Escapade Did it all, in too soon All the homies runnin' through the halls room to room So I assume Since I'm a playa like my nigga Syke Then its only right for me to disappear into the night My games trump tight So I find time to recline Sneak into your room Instant Messiah Shit, wines of all kinds I ain't got much time So hurry up and pop the dime And let me hit it from behind Since I'm only here for one night I gots to get you hot and heated Play like Micheal Jackson and Beat It One more thing I like to mention I'm done and I'm out Cuz there's someone else who deserves my atttention So all the homies round up in the lobby Cuz busting bitches is a hobby, nigga It's check out time We got to go Now I'm living the life of a Boss Playa The front desk callin' But I'm checking out later My behaviour is crazy, from what you did to me baby If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me I'm putting in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed Carressing your thoughts Cuz I'm living fed Heard what I said Passion is clashing the room From the liquor we consumed I heard a boom I'm blacking out You're yelling out 'Big Syke Daddy' We did it in the caddy on the highway My way I'm lost in a dream So it seems to be the night Five bottles of chrystl and I'm still tight Out of site, for Pac and Kurupt As I get it up Once the doors close You're stuck In a heated sticky situation Get up baby You ain't on vacation It's check out time We got to go Got My Mind Made UP
You find an MC like me who's strong Leavin motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal support And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those Who can withstand, the mo' power I gain And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain Imagine and keep on wishin upon a star Finally realizing who the fuck we are When I penetrate, it's been withstandin, faded Would it be the greatest MC of all time When I created rhyme for the simple fact When I attack I crush your pride My intention to ride, every time all night I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride Breakin in gas with the six-eight all day In and out with my pay I'm soon to count the bodies... so mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facin We must be based on nothin better than communication Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations Sorry I left that ass waitin No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that asss shakin I'm bustin and makin motherfuckers panic Don't take ya life for granted put that ass in the dirt You swear the bitch was planted My lyrics motivate the planet It's similar to Rhythm Nation But thugged out, forgive me Janet Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls You know, the way the games get controlled Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind Bear witness to the dopest fuckin rhyme I wrote Takin off my coat, clearing my throat I got my mind made up, come on...(come on) Get in get in too (get on it) Let it ride (get wit it) tonight's tha night I got my mind made up, come on... Get in get in too Let it ride... tonight's tha night Well I comes through with two packs Of the bomb prophalaks for protection So my fuckin sac won't collapse Cause nowaday's, shit's evading the x-rays Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much Rough and raw with that motherfuckin poisonous touch I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin bom-bay Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine There's no escape, nah I ain't blastin I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin Opposed to laughin, raw maniacal villian Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin Why is that? Cuz smilin faces decieve You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe Ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes My verbal snipe, your vocab on site I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator I rock from here to there, to Philly and back To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers Like Hitler, stickin up (jews) wit german (lugers) The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle Will be back after this mess-age don't touch tha dial Rarely do you see an MC out for justice Got my gun powder and my musket -- blaooow!! Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen Half of my Clan's three deep felons Niggaz best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel Man I stay on point like icicles Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical All up in your motherfuckin mouth Head banger boogie Catch me on tour with Al Doogie Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me Better take one and pass or that's that ass Your vital statistics are low and fallin fast Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast Aiyyo, lyrical gas spittin tha criminal tactics Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards Let's face it, there's no replacement Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splifted Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted I got connects like Federal Express To get the fresh package of bless, tha dogs can't fetch Got the clear spot from tha rear block To bust til every nigga here drop, men I fear not Hold ya nose and blow out til ya ears pop Since ya crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot With, this underground cannabis I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst Then proceeds like keys My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake So I erase the whole front row at the wake I planned my escape in case jake or a snake bust it I'm the one pushin the hearse in the first place Confidence for you shaky ass folks Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked Choke, off this anecdote got you ope Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Coly And I'm out for nine nickel (INS tha rebels) (West, list this, this, this...)Life Goes On
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G' Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death My niggas, we tha last ones left But life goes on..... As I bail through tha empty halls Breath stinkin' in my draws Ring, ring, ring Quiet y'all Incoming call Plus this my homie from high school He's getting bye It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry Life as a baller Alchol and booty calls We usta do them as adolecents Do you recall? Raised as G's Loc'ed out and blazed the weed Get on tha roof Let's get smoked out And blaze with me 2 in tha morning And we still high assed out Screamin' 'thug till I die' Before I passed out But now that your gone I'm in tha zone Thinkin' 'I don't wanna die all alone' But now ya gone And all I got left are stinkin' memories I love them niggas to death I'm drinkin' Hennessy While tryin' ta make it last I drank a 5th for that ass When you passed.... Cause life goes on Yeah nigga I got tha word as hell Ya blew trial and tha judge gave you 25 with an L Time to prepare to do fed time Won't see parole Imagine life as a convict That's getten' old Plus with tha drama We're lookin out for your babies mama Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her... Life in tha hood... Is all good for nobody Remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties Me and you No true a two While scheming on hits And gettin tricks That maybe we can slide into But now you burried Rest nigga Cause I ain't worried Eyes bluried Sayin' goodbye at the cemetary Tho' memories fade I got your name tated on my arm So we both ball till' my dying days Before I say goodbye Kato, we're meant to rest in peace Thug till I die Bury me smilin' With G's in my pocket Have a party at my funeral Let every rapper rock it Let tha hoes that I usta know From way before Kiss me from my head to my toe Give me a paper and a pen So I can write about my life of sin A couple bottles of Gin Incase I don't get in Tell all my people i'm a Ridah Nobody cries when we die We outlaws Let me ride Until I get free I live my life in tha fast lane Got police chasen me To my niggas from old blocks From old crews Niggas that guided me through Back in tha old school Pour out some liquor Have a toast for tha homies See we both gotta die But ya chose to go before me And brothas miss ya while your gone You left your nigga on his own How long we mourn Life goes on... Life goes on homie Gone on, cause they passed away Niggas doin' life Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit I feel ya nigga, trust me I feel ya You know what I mean Last year We poured out liquor for ya This year nigga, life goes on We're gonna clock now Get money, Evade bitches Evade tricks Give players plenty space And basicaly just represent for you baby Next time you see your niggas Your gonna be on top nigga Their gonna be like, 'Goddamn, them niggas came up' That's right baby Life goes on.... And we up out this bitch Hey Kato, Mental Y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up thereScandalouz
Hey Nate you know you gots to focus on this muthafucka We gonna talk about these Skandalouz hoes I can talk about Skandalouz bitches I know you can, I know Thats why we gonna do this Daz on the beat Hey Daz, nigga stop fuckin' around on the piano Nigga just drop this shit, like uhh this here I meet you through my homie Now you act like you don't know me So disappointed cuz baby that shit was so phony It's not phony, you see no love for my closest homies With my pager number uhh baby you was all up on me While you proceed with precision You had them taping hoes No, I ain't mad at you baby Go ahead an play them fools They choose no to listen So now he stuck inside his house And can't leave without his bitch permission My mission is to be a playa My alias is boss Drop the top on these jealous niggas Playa let me floss Y'all don't wanna see me in pain I'll leave that ass like Toni Braxton, "Never breathing again" It's Skandalouz I never liked your back stabbing ass, trick Yous tha watchin' money who you baggin' bitch Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust Cuz bitches live so Skandalouz She so Skandalouz How's it hangin' Cuz baby, from the back the shit is bangin' I'll be stressing in this ghetto game Trying to do my thang Won't be no bullshit, no ass kissing Cuz bitch, I'll have you waking up With all your cash missing, I'm askin' As if I'm qualified, to analyze You looking at a bitch that specialize in telling lies She got a body that make a mutha-fucka fantasize Her face ain't never shed a tear through her Skandalouz eyes Blushin' , pressuring 'n popin' Plus I knew she was a freak bitch So why should it bother me I've finally been sprung Addicted to the heat of her tongue Although, I don't know where she going shes making me cum I've been trained as a Boss Playa So hoochie staying, we got some hookers we can toss later Before I let her get me I got up Went into her purse and took a hundred dollars Nigga, I'm so Skandalouz She so Skandalouz Dangerous 'n Ambitious while scheming on gettin' riches I'm spitting at tricks, cuz I'm addicted to pretty bitches Currency motivated, not easily terminated Now that we mad it, my niggas can never be faded This is my prophecy, I gotta be paid All you cowards that try to stop me, Are begging for early graves I thought we was cool, I was a fool Thinkin' you could be true, when I don't fuck with your punk crew These are the tales of my niggas doing time in tha cell I went from hell to living well Busting at niggas who said my name in vain I ain't got on time for them tricks I'm Heavy in the Game I wanna be a balla please But the bitches and the liquor keep on callin' me I'm totein' free on the highway Formulating plans, I can't wait till I see L.A. She so SkandalouzAll About U
You probably crooked as the last trick Women like it How I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch Thinking I had her but she had me in the long run It's just my luck i'm stuck here fuckin with the wrong one Unwise decisions based on lies we living Skandalous times games like my religion You could be rolling with a thug Instead you with this sweet schrub Looking for some love in every club I see you standing like you want it Well baby if yah got it better flaunt it Let the liquor help you get up on it I'm still tipsy from last night Bumpin' in walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life I try to hollar but you say you taken Sayin' you ain't impressed with the money I'm makin' Guess its true what they telling me Fresh out of jail lights hail from a black celebrity So thats the reason why I call And maybe you with it Fantansies of something can I hit it (Ha Ha) Addicted to the things you do Its still true what I'm saying Boo Cuz this is All About U Every other city we go Every other video Its all about u No matter where I go I see the same hoe I'll make a promise if yah go with me Have you hollar running out before I leave Nobody loves me I'm a thug nigga I only hang out with the criminals and the drug dealers I love niggas Be coming from the same place Witness me hollar at a hoochie, see how long the game takes How can I tell her I'm a playa And I don't even care Creep slow breath smokes into the air Everywhere I go, its all about the crooked hoes Waiting for niggas at the end of every show I just seened yah in my friends video I never put a bitch before my friends, the way to go Follow the leader and peep the drama I'm going through It's all about U Is you sick from the dick or is it the flu It ain't about you or your bitch ass crew
