Alvin Joiner

Back when Cube
was rollin wit
Lorenzo in a Benzo
I was bangin wit a gang of
instrumentals
Got the pens and pencils
got down to business
but sometimes
the business end
of this shit can
turn your friends against you
But you was a real nigga
I could sense it in you
I still remember the
window of the car
that you went through that's
fucked up
but I'll never forget the
shit we been through
And I'ma do whatever
it takes to convince you
Cuz you my nigga Doc
and Eazy I'm still wit you
Fuck the beef
nigga I miss you
and that's just bein
real wit you
You see the truth is
Everybody wanna know how
close me and Snoop is
And who I'm still cool wit
Then I got these fake ass
niggaz I first drew with
Claimin that they non violent
talkin like they
Spit venom in interviews
speakin on reunions
Move units
then talk shit
and we can do this
Until then
I ain't even speakin your name
Just keep my
name outta yo' mouth
and we can keep it the same
Nigga
it ain't that I'm too big
to listen to the rumors
It's just that I'm too damn
big to pay attention to 'em
What's the difference
You talk a good one
but you don't do what you
supposed to do
I act on what I feel
and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style
and straight coastin
What's the difference
between me and you
You talk a good one
but you don't do what
you supposed to do
I act on what I feel
and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style
and straight coastin
Yo I stay wit it
While you try to perpetrate
play wit it
Never knew about the next
level until
Dre did it YEAH
I stay committed while you
motherfuckers baby sitted
I smash you critics
like a overhand
right from Riddick Yeah
Come and get it
shitted on villians by the
millions
I be catchin bitches while
bitches be catchin feelings
So what the fuck am
I supposed to do
I pop bottles and hot
hollow points
at each and all of you
Come on
A heartless bastard
high and plastered
My style is
like the reaction from
too much acid
never come down
Pass it around if you can't
handle it
Hang Hollywood niggaz by they
Soul Train laminates
What's the difference
between me and you
What about five back accounts
three ounces and two vehicles
Until my death
I'm Bangladesh
I suggest you
hold yo' breath til
ain't none left
Yo that's the difference
What's the difference
between me and you
You talk a good one
but you don't do what
you supposed to do
I act on what I feel
and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style
and straight coastin
What's the difference
between me and you
You talk a good one
but you don't do what
you supposed to do
I act on what I feel
and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style
Aight hold up hold up
STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE
I got somethin to say
Dre
I wanna tell you this
shit right now
while this fuckin weed is in me
I don't know if I ever
told you this
but I love you dawg
I got your motherfuckin back
just know this shit
Slim
I don't know if you noticed it
But I've had your
back from day one
nigga let's blow this bitch
I mean it dawg
you ever need somebody offed
who's throat is it
Well if you ever
kill that Kim bitch
I'll show you where the
ocean is
Well that's cool
and I appreciate the offer
But if I do decide to
really murder
my daughter's momma
I'ma sit her up in the front
seat and put sunglasses on her
And cruise around wit her
for seven hours through
California
And have her wavin at people Hi
Then drop her off on the corner
at the police station
and drive off honkin the
horn for her
Raw dawg
get your arm gnawed off
Drop the sawed off
and beat you wit the
piece it was sawed off of fuck
Fuck blood
I wanna see some
lungs coughed up
Get shot up in the hot tub
til the bubbles pop up
they nose and cough snot up
mucus in hot water
That's for tryin to talk
like the
Chronic was lost product
That's for even THINKIN of
havin them thoughts thought up
You better show some respect
whenever the Doc's brought up
So what's the
difference between us
We can start at the penis
Or we can scream i
Just Don't Give a Fuck
and see who means it
What's the difference
between me and you
You talk a good one
but you don't do what
you supposed to do
I act on what I feel
and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style
and straight coastin
What's the difference
between me and you
You talk a good one
but you don't do what
you supposed to do
I act on what I feel
and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style
and straight coastin
What's the difference
between me and you

I'ma clean this whole shit out like colonics
With words put together better than Sony Electronics
King of the jungle, humbly stay honest
Eat with the lions, swim with piranhas
Gasoline the seem, strike the match
Inferno, I'm too thoro nigga so stand back
I spit shine, get mine and rip rhyme
and make my career take an in climb
I'm strict with knives, straight with razors
Good with grenades and great with gauges
Been around the world in a million stages
Watch niggas bitch up and go through changes
I had guns before thugs was in fashion
I mashed out before niggas knew mashin
I knew terror before the plane started crashin
I got punch lines and niggas ain't laughin

*I'm gon be here after the smoke die down
The sound of your style, I won't lie down
Fight the good fight, don't need no help
Keep your hands up, defend yo self
Move like I move and live life long
Can't move up if ya heart not strong
Get'cha own shit cuz this shits mine
Every time I spit I shine

Cocksucka I preach what I practise, back shit up
Wrap this rap shit up, still actin up
Get found in a trunk of an Acura
Y'all suck like jail in Dracula
X turn up the heat, increase the hatred
Straight stone faced don't fuck wit gay shit
So I guess that means I can't fuck wit you now
Two down, let off, vacate to new town
It feel like Bishop and Juice now
Got a flame thrower that'll burn big holes through your goose now
Rough sound, same strong background
Been on black, the big boys layin chips down
My whole train of thought is
to body any mothafuckea wit problems and not get caught
I was blessed with life but I curse ta death
I'ma spit ta my very last breath - Fuck y'all!

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Let me give this a three second look, I hit a million dollar target
You ain't came up yet, well nigga let me show ya
Come across dope like planes and boats
Like balloons filled with coke down a Mexican's throat
You ever seen a man get smoked, they shit on they self
Their body shake for a second then it gets dissected
For evidence of the weapon and the people involved
Let one nigga talk, everybody gettin caught fa sho'
I say that to say this (what?)
If you can't handle the time then ride the bench
Might as well touch ya tail and jump the fence
Castrate ya self, expose the bitch
X go head up, but fuck, never ran from it
I got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach
You ain't a killa, you a album filla
You ain't a soldier, you a rap promoter, game over!

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