[ VERSE 1 ]. South Central. The home of true gangstas. Down for all when I proachin by a stranger. we chill although my girl gets mad at me. She has to understand S.C.C. is family.
199-muthafuckin' 4, South Central Cartel is back in the house. Prodeje, Havikk the Rhyme Son and the Mouthpiece. And we straight servin' your ass, heat.
On the main streets and the avenues. In the condos white as knuckles bruised. With the carmine of the busy liquor bars. . There's a dark and mystic beauty.
In my dream. You were stronger than ever. Built ten feet tall. And tougher than the Stacey's leather. . And in this dream you were stronger than real life.
every love song. on every TV. and Hollywood told me. it should be beautiful and sweet. like watching soul train. with Marvin Gaye on. but baby it hurts to love you.
When you see a big injustice. Will you disobey the laws?. Will you fight for any army. And turn your fingernails to claws?. . And try a little vengeance.
Ok now let me get it. . Why do you talk that way?. Why you so stuck on money?. Now it's the top of the world. But it's beneath the girl I love. . You used to speak my name.
You call me sugarbaby but do you swear. Do you swear, do you swear. You call me sugarbaby but do you swear. Do you swear on that. . And would you want to take a Bible oath.
Sleep, my love. Dream warm and hard and true. In pieces, in colors. In a cloud of awkward blue. . Hold, my hand. I feel the things you tell no man. Move through you, so easy.
I saw a foreign movie at my girlfriend's place last night. Through smooth pictures in a dream of black and white. Saw this girl with the clean soul of a maharani queen.
I'd start with the boys that hang at the pier. Like bats in the night get tangled in your hair. I'd take away the weekend shore leave lovers. That flood the ports with drunken tales of far away.
You gave me your hand so long ago. But now our house is burning, you're never home. I feel sick looking at our picture frames. I turned them down and I turned you away.
How do you know, when the games are over?. How do you know when the feeling's just right?. How do you know if the things she told ya. Are really the things that shes feelin tonight?.
Move out the way when I'm passin' through. I got heads to the front an' the back of you. I got the world in my hands, you can have it too. I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you.