Liquidation of the Ghetto Prime Suspects (Ft. Mystikal)
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Damn, these hard times be more vicious
Makin me feel like the liquidation of the ghetto
Chorus
It's hot around my way
Lookin for a better day X4
[Prime Suspect #1]
Good and bad, right and wrong lurking the land
You choose your fate gracefully
Save your soul if you can
Life is shorter everyday my nigga make the right moves
Choose your hustle spots wisely police give you the blues
Lock you up put a strike by your name you on paper
See the white boy be on every money and your paper
Put the weed down now cause we face incarceration
Stipulations of probation strike two is what you're facin
In the mandatory joes, now you ain't gon bounce
Short timin round them lifers hopin that you touch down
If I see the free world again, I'm a ball
Put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord
3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death
Leave a coppers scar wet I ain't aimin for the chest
44 chrome to the dome, uzi man did it
Once again Prime Suspect guilty til proven innocent
Makin me feel like the liquidation of the ghetto
Chorus
It's hot around my way
Lookin for a better day X4
[Prime Suspect #1]
Good and bad, right and wrong lurking the land
You choose your fate gracefully
Save your soul if you can
Life is shorter everyday my nigga make the right moves
Choose your hustle spots wisely police give you the blues
Lock you up put a strike by your name you on paper
See the white boy be on every money and your paper
Put the weed down now cause we face incarceration
Stipulations of probation strike two is what you're facin
In the mandatory joes, now you ain't gon bounce
Short timin round them lifers hopin that you touch down
If I see the free world again, I'm a ball
Put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord
3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death
Leave a coppers scar wet I ain't aimin for the chest
44 chrome to the dome, uzi man did it
Once again Prime Suspect guilty til proven innocent
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