J-Dawg Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Animosity of a Gangsta Lyrics

f/ Insane

 

 Chorus (Insane):

 

 My black brother, we must, take a chill

 And stop bein', so damned hostile, tryin' to kill

 Hangin', hustlin', on the corner, all of the time

 But the feds don't much slow down, cuz animosity is all you find

 

 First Verse (J-Dawg):

 

 Look

 You must have thought that you stopped the man

 I pull a strap from my belt and straight dropped a man

 Moms trippin' cuz she heard that I done popped a man

 But Ma, why these muthafuckas gotta knock a man?

 I'm on the block, curb servin' with the rocks in hand

 It's 3 o' clock and already I done clocked a grand

 Puttin' food in my Grandmama pots and pans

 Hangin' with criminals, growin' plots and plans

 Talkin' bout niggas shootin' pool and don't plot to stance

 Cross the boss, you and the Devil got'z to dance

 When it's over you ain't goin' to the Doctor man

 Cuz where you goin', you gone be covered with lots of sand

 Shots to land, I hustle cuz I got'z too man

 Burnin' trees, gettin' higher than the Rasta man

 Popo's done caught me smugglin' and contrabands

 I'm dead wrong, on the phone with Johnnie Coch-er-ran

 >From that O.J. shit, he got lots of fans

 Under pressure, time to dress up for the block again

 Now watch the plan

 Unfold

 Mama pray for my soul

 I'm burnin' in Hell for tryin' to survive in the World that's so cold

 

 Chorus

 

 Second Verse (J-Dawg):

 

 This World is colder than a Polar Bear

 Collect my thoughts before I toss it back and roll up a square

 You don't scare me nigga, I know all you're blowin' is air

 Now I'm a fugitive because of what I hold in the air

 I have to be all dressed in black, come and show you the care

 And I'll be bustin' at the church before the opening prayer

 And ain't no holdin' me there

 And even though it ain't fair

 They find me guilty, I'm still walkin', fool I smoke with the mayor

 So fuck a load in the air

 Just come and roll to the square

 You cross the camp, you best to bail cuz you provokin' a bear

 Never start lovin' bitches legs until I opened a pair

 But now I'm fiendin' for the pussy, blowin' smoke in the air

 But watchin' out for burnin' bushes like I'm smokin' up there

 Ain't have no nuts when I was nine, I had to grow me a pair

 So throw up a flare

 And tell Mama pray for my soul

 I'm burnin' in Hell from tryin' to survive in the World that's so cold

 

 Chorus

 

 Third Verse (Insane):

 

 When I catch you, bitches know I make it hard to return

 Bitch I'm Insane, you heard of me, the one that slaughtered your chirren

 And popos, makin' this paper thing harder to earn

 I'm like Jesus, still waitin' on my Father's return

 Makin' paper stacks, skills, slangin' water that burn

 A million and one camp niggas beauguardin' your firm

 Remember the time, we came to home and Brian slaughted some sherm?

 Heard the game's to be sold, it's gone cost you to learn

 I'm watchin' "Friday" thinkin' Big Worm's a dog for that perm

 Fuckin' bitches on the floor, now I got carpeted burn

 I hate a bitch with a pussy lookin' like it's crawlin' with worms

 I keep a six pack of rubber and alcohol for the germs

 Cuz this AIDS shit's definately cause for concern

 In the game of Life you gotta label it a loss of a turn

 Crosses gone burn

 Tell my Mama pray for my soul

 I'm burnin' in Hell from tryin' to survive in the World that's so cold

 

 Chorus