In-sane - Animosity of a Gangsta lyrics

Chorus (Insane): My black brother, we must, take a chill And stop bein', so damned hostile, tryin' to k** 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 muthaf**as 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 n***as 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. sh**, 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 n***a, 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 f** 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' b**hes legs until I opened a pair But now I'm fiendin' for the p**y, 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, b**hes know I make it hard to return b**h 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, sk**s, slangin' water that burn A million and one camp n***as 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 f**in' b**hes on the floor, now I got carpeted burn I hate a b**h with a p**y lookin' like it's crawlin' with worms I keep a six pack of rubber and alcohol for the germs Cuz this AIDS sh**'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