Слова:
Righteous Bucks

Don't walk in here thinking you own the scene All you do is degrade our scene Fcuking bands over or being a straight prick You fucking faggot, go

No release and no escape I can't fucking take it All this anger built up inside All these emotions; all this agression Bottled up for so many years

What the fuck happened to me Where did my mind go It seems like veryday is a fight A fight just to keep going What do you expect in a world of shit

Trapped in a reality that doesn't feel real Everything so fake; everyone is so fake It seems as if my life really has no meaning I find no joy in

excited, all uptight, and violent Bitches was not invited Put ?em in a coffin before they get me man Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang Runnin' with the pump pump, no bluffin' We buck

for the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one I am waiting for the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one Are you waiting for the righteous

Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin' Doin' twenty to life in San Quentin Gettin' calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nuttin' nice Yo 'Pac, do somethin' righteous

the motherfuckin' tall can face Streets make you broke, Forty Water ain't no joke Make way, say hey, check my display Buck the shit till your tape busts (Buck

enough You know how to live and your heart's gone bi Substance rush is giving art a try Righteous squat's been burned to the ground Pass the buck never