Crucial Conflict Lyrics
Crucial Conflict Lyrics
"Life Ain't the Same Lyrics"
Gave It A Name Lyrics
In the fields of the lord Stood Abel and Cain Cain slew Abel 'neath the black rain At night he couldn't stand the guilt or the blame So he gave it a name So he gave it a name So he gave it a name Billy got drunk, angry at his wife He hit her once, he hit her twice At night he'd lie in bed, he couldn't stand the shame So he gave it a name So he gave it a name So he gave it a name Pa told me "Son, one thing I
In the fields of the lord Stood Abel and Cain Cain slew Abel 'neath the black rain At night he couldn't stand the guilt or the blame So he gave it a name So he gave it a name So he gave it a name Billy got drunk, angry at his wife He hit her once, he hit her twice At night he'd lie in bed, he couldn't stand the shame So he gave it a name So he gave it a name So he gave it a name Pa told me "Son, one thing I
Hook:
Life just ain't the same
(Life ain't the same)
Life just ain't the same
(Coming up in the new game)
Life just ain't the same
Life just an't the same
(Life ain't the same)
Life just ain't the same
Life just ain't the same
(Coming up in the new game)
Verse 1: WildStyle
I know I gotta make my life right
Cause this shit ain't just nothing nice
Niggas in the hood wanna take my life
Wid a knife so I strap up every night
This game ain't no joke
I pray to God I don't get smoked
Never trust no hoe woulda known that
Bitch would set me up she gotta go uh,
Thinking back in the days when I played
But now I see that life is real,
I got a shorty to make my name live
If I get killed, but I ain't no bitch
That nigga that try ta get me gon'
Have a hard time, let's see when I pop
That damn nine, paralyze yo ass from head ta spine
I live a life of
Explicit Lyrics Lyrics
[Female voice] We're here today interviewin' one of America's controversial artist, MC Pooh... MC Pooh, your listeners would like to know why you use so much profanity in your songs? [Pooh-Man] Rated X, I wouldn't give a fuck about it Explicit lyrics, bitch I can't do or die, yeah, I like to talk a lot of shit But as long as my record sells What does it mean, bitch? Critics, moms and dads, they all hate me But what the fuck h
crime,[Female voice] We're here today interviewin' one of America's controversial artist, MC Pooh... MC Pooh, your listeners would like to know why you use so much profanity in your songs? [Pooh-Man] Rated X, I wouldn't give a fuck about it Explicit lyrics, bitch I can't do or die, yeah, I like to talk a lot of shit But as long as my record sells What does it mean, bitch? Critics, moms and dads, they all hate me But what the fuck h
Niggas like me keep mommas crying
I think I'ma lose my damn mind
If I do some damn time
Gotta watch my back and pack a gat
That's how the game goes
Times change how they bang
Life just ain't the same no more
Hook
Verse 2: Kilo
Sittin, wid a shorty,
They box, but they shoot not
Talking that shit you wanna gangbang
Well we gon' show ya how
Try ta kill me
I'ma try ta kill you
Vic, what you think you slick
Ain't no love forever hate
Demonstrate, bring yo clique
Tell them folks in the hood
Ya coming up making cash flow, GOOFY!
How the fuck you claim ta be a pimp
You punk ass hoe,
I'ma come from the back and rock ya knot
Take yo pack and run yo spot
If you strapped show me what you got
Being a chief gon' get you shot
Betta get on it niggas I creep wid
So you got ta be fast
It ain't the same, shit done changed
That's yo ass if
Temperamental Lyrics
This temperamental side, The one you say that you can't hide. D' you ever see yourself - The way it looks to someone else? This temperamental trick, The one you say you can't predict. You're like an empty cup. Forgive me if I don't wait up. I don't get where you're coming from - What is real and what's put on, What has stayed and what has gone. How long will this thing go on and on? I don't want you to love me. I don't
you don't blast,This temperamental side, The one you say that you can't hide. D' you ever see yourself - The way it looks to someone else? This temperamental trick, The one you say you can't predict. You're like an empty cup. Forgive me if I don't wait up. I don't get where you're coming from - What is real and what's put on, What has stayed and what has gone. How long will this thing go on and on? I don't want you to love me. I don't
And you fucked up trying ta go to war
Now it's on every night and day
This is serious, ta game any joker
Less it's gun play, bi-otch!!
Hook
Verse 3: Never
Creeping ain't no sleeping
Life ain't the same in the game
Nowadays it's hectic, had to make up my mind
Found myself drifting in the wrong direction
Back up in the old days,
Niggas used to fist up on the block
Capping ain't no thing to me
When you wanna get rough
Nigga pull that glock, but I kept on focus
Everytime I start to think bullets scatter
Have a man caught up in the system's
Making us brothers ratter tatter
And I really don't give a fuck
My attitude is in the indo
It ain't gon' never be no old days
In the ghetto no more
So you betta get a grip on reality
And triz-out, I make a wiz-a
Coming up in the new day's a damn shame
Nigga might think that it's still the same
I can tell by the way you're holdin' me you want more than just one night And God knows I feel the same way too as I lay here by your side But I don't want to lead you on and make promises that I can't keep So if you knew what was best for you you'd get up and leave Cause you don't know where this heart's been and the trouble that it's seen All that's it's been through or what you'll get into if you fall in love with me It's had more than its share
Coming up in this fucking game
Tryin' ta make it in the new days man
Hook
Verse 4: Coldhard
You know from what I can see
Life just ain't the same now
I don't give a fuck no more
And I ain't afraid ta die
I'ma be all I can be
Fuck who try ta top me
Down wid tha gangbangalistic shit
From the eighties to the nineties
Nowadays we gotta wreck shit
Niggas coming up wid they clique stick
Gangbang about a bitch
Jealous cause a nigga slick
What the hell is this shit?
Youse supposed to be legit
Talking all that pimp shit
Nothing but a sweet vic
I bet I ain't gon' be the one
Kissing up to no nigga's ass
Just because they say he bad
Get his bitch bump then he sad
Crying like a baby
Life ain't like it was punk
Betta get on top of yours
Fo you fuck around and get gunned,
Punk.
Hook