[Intro]
"Guilty... before Almighty God
Guilty... before His Son
Guilty, before the whole human race
It's the Lord who expels you... He who is coming to
Judge you..."
It is the Lord who is coming to judge both the living, and the dead
God himself who commends you...
[Verse 1: B-Real]
1 for trouble, 8 for the road
7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load
Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk
I got'cha, thumpin' so hard
Up and down the blvd.,
I'm a natrual-born cap-peela', strapped illa
I'm the west coast settin' it on, no one's reala'
Get'cha fix of the uncut funk
A small dose of the skunk weed, like it's suppose to be
Move it up, just move it on out
What'cha talkin'bout son
I got the first shot, and it's all over now
One nation under a groove
Smoke a pound for the strict of it
Everytime I make a move
Smooth and togetha
Raw like leatha
Ain't goin' out like a punk, neva
"Guilty... before Almighty God
Guilty... before His Son
Guilty, before the whole human race
It's the Lord who expels you... He who is coming to
Judge you..."
It is the Lord who is coming to judge both the living, and the dead
God himself who commends you...
[Verse 1: B-Real]
1 for trouble, 8 for the road
7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load
Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk
I got'cha, thumpin' so hard
Up and down the blvd.,
I'm a natrual-born cap-peela', strapped illa
I'm the west coast settin' it on, no one's reala'
Get'cha fix of the uncut funk
A small dose of the skunk weed, like it's suppose to be
Move it up, just move it on out
What'cha talkin'bout son
I got the first shot, and it's all over now
One nation under a groove
Smoke a pound for the strict of it
Everytime I make a move
Smooth and togetha
Raw like leatha
Ain't goin' out like a punk, neva
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