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aight...I'll participate I guess...
heres ONE of my fav songs by a artist I bump a lot
X-Raided: Lord Have Mercy....str8t Classic!
If I gotta burn in fire
Feel the flames
For my loved ones to evcel in this game
Then let it burn
Let it burn
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord that my soul he keeps
Nobody weeps when a G dies
But like Maya Angelou still we rise
Mama tried to keep me home at night
But despite her attempts
I hung with the macks and the pimps
Sidin' with the Rip's
Not cuz I like blue if you like red
I did it cuz I never did like you
And it said the good die young
I don't recognize myself what have I become?
Can you tell me why am I headed for a dead end?
Why I got another dead friend?
Why they surround me- dead men?
Everywhere I look right and left
Flip another page in the book of life and death
It's comin'- I feel it breathin' down my back
It got me runnin' Grim Reap ain't cuttin' no slack
What can I do where can I go
Lord forgive me for all I did cuz I didn't know
And when my heart beats it's last tick
Somebody sat these three words in my casket:
Lord have mercy
[chorus]
Lord forgive me for all the wrong that I did
All of the pain that I inflicted as a kid
On Judgement Day consider this before you curse me
I was only a child so Lord have mercy
Forgive me for all the wrong that I've done
All of the pain I inflicted when I was young
On Judgement Day consider this before you curse me
I was only a child so Lord have mercy
Should I die before I wake
Don't shed a tear Mama cuz I finally escaped
No more drama no more blood sweat and tears
No more pressure from my peers
and no more fears
I rest in peace- how long will it last
Fore I have to answer for what I did in the past
Illin''- willin' and dealin' cops always after me
I call it survival and you call it ???
But let the record reflect circumstances were suspect
But you couldn't care less- mann
While I struggle to survive
You turned your eyes- plugged your up ears
Ignored my cries
Now Ms. America sayin' we scarin' her
But she can give me Liberty or Death- I'm darin' her
Either one'll set me free- that's all I wanna be
But that aint what y'all wanna see
You'd rather see me killin' up my own in the ghetto
Or sellin' blow to anybody Black, Brown, or Yellow
But forget that- I'm tryin' to get my head right
Even if it mean I gotta get dead tonight
Lord have mercy forgive me
[chorus]
??? all the blood that his body bled
And all the tears that his Mommy shed
Book says 'Thou Shalt Not Kill'
But I done seen more blood spilled
Than the vets on Hamburger Hill- it's real
Post War Syndrome- went to see my homie
But his Mama told me that the homie been gone
Everytime I turn around it be another body on the ground
With fresh gunshot wounds but he didn't hear a sound
When he came out the room
Nobody told him he would be dead so soon
But the gauge went boom Ms. America,
I know you got a cure for AIDS
But we need a cure for Raid who on a rampage
Can you feel it- the tensions in the air thick
Hate got me so high I'm gettin' airsick
Got my people broke but the ??? the ball
Doin' it one day at a time up your solve
Uh-uh-all want revenge
I got a Beretta named Vendetta
Time to answer for your sin- man
When you meet your creator- tell him I apologize
But I gotta ride Lord have mercy forgive me...
[chorus]
heres ONE of my fav songs by a artist I bump a lot
X-Raided: Lord Have Mercy....str8t Classic!
If I gotta burn in fire
Feel the flames
For my loved ones to evcel in this game
Then let it burn
Let it burn
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord that my soul he keeps
Nobody weeps when a G dies
But like Maya Angelou still we rise
Mama tried to keep me home at night
But despite her attempts
I hung with the macks and the pimps
Sidin' with the Rip's
Not cuz I like blue if you like red
I did it cuz I never did like you
And it said the good die young
I don't recognize myself what have I become?
Can you tell me why am I headed for a dead end?
Why I got another dead friend?
Why they surround me- dead men?
Everywhere I look right and left
Flip another page in the book of life and death
It's comin'- I feel it breathin' down my back
It got me runnin' Grim Reap ain't cuttin' no slack
What can I do where can I go
Lord forgive me for all I did cuz I didn't know
And when my heart beats it's last tick
Somebody sat these three words in my casket:
Lord have mercy
[chorus]
Lord forgive me for all the wrong that I did
All of the pain that I inflicted as a kid
On Judgement Day consider this before you curse me
I was only a child so Lord have mercy
Forgive me for all the wrong that I've done
All of the pain I inflicted when I was young
On Judgement Day consider this before you curse me
I was only a child so Lord have mercy
Should I die before I wake
Don't shed a tear Mama cuz I finally escaped
No more drama no more blood sweat and tears
No more pressure from my peers
and no more fears
I rest in peace- how long will it last
Fore I have to answer for what I did in the past
Illin''- willin' and dealin' cops always after me
I call it survival and you call it ???
But let the record reflect circumstances were suspect
But you couldn't care less- mann
While I struggle to survive
You turned your eyes- plugged your up ears
Ignored my cries
Now Ms. America sayin' we scarin' her
But she can give me Liberty or Death- I'm darin' her
Either one'll set me free- that's all I wanna be
But that aint what y'all wanna see
You'd rather see me killin' up my own in the ghetto
Or sellin' blow to anybody Black, Brown, or Yellow
But forget that- I'm tryin' to get my head right
Even if it mean I gotta get dead tonight
Lord have mercy forgive me
[chorus]
??? all the blood that his body bled
And all the tears that his Mommy shed
Book says 'Thou Shalt Not Kill'
But I done seen more blood spilled
Than the vets on Hamburger Hill- it's real
Post War Syndrome- went to see my homie
But his Mama told me that the homie been gone
Everytime I turn around it be another body on the ground
With fresh gunshot wounds but he didn't hear a sound
When he came out the room
Nobody told him he would be dead so soon
But the gauge went boom Ms. America,
I know you got a cure for AIDS
But we need a cure for Raid who on a rampage
Can you feel it- the tensions in the air thick
Hate got me so high I'm gettin' airsick
Got my people broke but the ??? the ball
Doin' it one day at a time up your solve
Uh-uh-all want revenge
I got a Beretta named Vendetta
Time to answer for your sin- man
When you meet your creator- tell him I apologize
But I gotta ride Lord have mercy forgive me...
[chorus]
ight here iz X-Raided - Most Wanted (Who They Wanna Kill) Lyrics
[First Verse]
Once again it's that nigga from the deuce four
F**k the sicc, it's time to get with this hardcore
It's Sac-Town's most Wanted, X-muthaf**kin'-Raided
Nine one six most playa hated
Remember Me? The nigga that brought you Psycho Active
Put Black Market on the map with that psycho rap shit
That was then, and this is now
Don't take it personal nigga I'm bout my business now
I thought y'all muthaf**kas knew I can't be stopped
Up in the peneteniary but tapes still drop
Who woulda thought I'd be back? Takin' this shit up to another
level
And rehabilitated X-Raided the muthaf**kin' rebel
Time to, settle the score like the Fugees
Bitch ass niggas in Sac-Town wanna do me
Back down true V guns, it's my duty to provide thugs
Shit that makes niggas load up their rugers and ride Cuz
Get in your hooptie if you from the four
And show these niggas how we represent Garden Blocc, when it's
time to roll
We put it down, killin' bitches in the drama too
Spontaneous, never know what the f**k I'm gonna do
Simulataneously just hittin' spots
With miscellaneous weapons they often tend to be double digit
glocks
You muthaf**kas shoulda known
You underestimated X-Raided so now it's on nigga
Chorus:
Tell me who them muthaf**kas wanna kill the most?
X-Raided loc but they never come close!
Why do muthaf**kas wanna slow me?
Cuz I put in major work on their homies
(2x)
[Second Verse]
I know you niggas thought the Loc was through
X-Raided can't be underestimated I thought you knew
Now I'm back up in your ass with some new shit
I shipped them fake ass niggas and got a new clique
Sac-Town ain't no love lost
But hey y'all, now the X is back to fade y'all
I'm on the cover of Murder Dog with a mean mugg
And I'm at the top of the twenty sack in forty eighty baby
That Northern Cali love
And muthaf**k what you thought it was
Extremely wicked niggas call me Nefarious
With a reputation for lyrical decapitation
Reputed to be the hardest in town and it's so disputed
With a flow like fluid
I can do it any way I wanna do it
Hit you with a twist or slow it down and hit some G shit
X-Raided can't be faded, stay in your place
Recognize game when it's in your face
Chorus
[First Verse]
Once again it's that nigga from the deuce four
F**k the sicc, it's time to get with this hardcore
It's Sac-Town's most Wanted, X-muthaf**kin'-Raided
Nine one six most playa hated
Remember Me? The nigga that brought you Psycho Active
Put Black Market on the map with that psycho rap shit
That was then, and this is now
Don't take it personal nigga I'm bout my business now
I thought y'all muthaf**kas knew I can't be stopped
Up in the peneteniary but tapes still drop
Who woulda thought I'd be back? Takin' this shit up to another
level
And rehabilitated X-Raided the muthaf**kin' rebel
Time to, settle the score like the Fugees
Bitch ass niggas in Sac-Town wanna do me
Back down true V guns, it's my duty to provide thugs
Shit that makes niggas load up their rugers and ride Cuz
Get in your hooptie if you from the four
And show these niggas how we represent Garden Blocc, when it's
time to roll
We put it down, killin' bitches in the drama too
Spontaneous, never know what the f**k I'm gonna do
Simulataneously just hittin' spots
With miscellaneous weapons they often tend to be double digit
glocks
You muthaf**kas shoulda known
You underestimated X-Raided so now it's on nigga
Chorus:
Tell me who them muthaf**kas wanna kill the most?
X-Raided loc but they never come close!
Why do muthaf**kas wanna slow me?
Cuz I put in major work on their homies
(2x)
[Second Verse]
I know you niggas thought the Loc was through
X-Raided can't be underestimated I thought you knew
Now I'm back up in your ass with some new shit
I shipped them fake ass niggas and got a new clique
Sac-Town ain't no love lost
But hey y'all, now the X is back to fade y'all
I'm on the cover of Murder Dog with a mean mugg
And I'm at the top of the twenty sack in forty eighty baby
That Northern Cali love
And muthaf**k what you thought it was
Extremely wicked niggas call me Nefarious
With a reputation for lyrical decapitation
Reputed to be the hardest in town and it's so disputed
With a flow like fluid
I can do it any way I wanna do it
Hit you with a twist or slow it down and hit some G shit
X-Raided can't be faded, stay in your place
Recognize game when it's in your face
Chorus
heres x-raided post war syndrome 1 of his best songs imo....
[Verse 1]
I cocked my mind back mental magnum spit hollow point venom vigorously
so you can respect my way of closing people lyrically
rappers be plantium and call on me level high skill is my criteria
with prize for smashing on men for the inferior
it's nefarious not biggie, nas or jay-z
fact not non-fiction I'm truly living this ghetto legacy, it was blast for me
wen the source neglected the don killuminati
can shoot a stri lyric unease so they can ride past me
I'm a vigilante equipped with infinite lyrical arson
deliberate and intentional this is war I hope you taking it
personal not reversible, dispersible
I need a batik semi automatic
blasted, blast quik x-raided the rhyming achromatic
I done had it up to here with these pathetic fabricated war stories
being spit by these over exaggerated master of cermony's
polly prolly want a cracker cause you parrots parrot all you hear
prepared your day of reckoning is all to near
[Hook: 2X]
If you disrespect that my cock take back and shoot till it jams
post war syndrome sticking it on like blue to the dance
so many of my men gone died in the war didnt make it home
never at ease I'll never step on my g's in this warzone
[Verse 2]
Miscellaneous elements create this magnum opus
optimist prime suspects knowing I'm the illest lyricist
rhyme catalyst, hella bent and extremely hazardous
chemically war in balance the rare and the dopest
have me on hiatus politically exiled x-raided
nefarious elminating rapper's cause it contract madated
penetrated the game with stolen no limitations
black market's mad man 5 star generals stripping ya'll maggots
holding all ar's hostage by the flocks cock glocks
with ransom notes demanding mad man's increase in stocks, poisoning as ham locks
specifically delivered to you
x-raided wont pay ridiculous revenue
for a record review if the truth, rearview
reflections of a misanthropist past this
now my squad dominanting bill board top 100 hit list
criminologist the culprit Jon rambo bound
orignal jacka mysterious murder glove never found
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Infiltrated I crossed all the enemy lines
obliterated many infiltrates like secluded land minds, conscious minds
shoot at hypocritical politcal factus
evious gats systematically killing ignorant rappers
unsympathically expressed briefly pressed in options gotta spit your mind
from the highest elevation on earth can top this
I'm relentless steadily brain bashing weak mc's
please I question if you really klack gats and push key's, unexpectedly
the rap game dictated ya'll tragedy, heavy arterially
infiltrated what you claim flawlessly game tight I profess my ghetto star exquistely
I'm pulling hoe cards of all wack rapper's within this industry
prepare for the impact of my catastrophic clarity, you cant damage me
nor defeat this post war strategy
I sit on the strong of the western hemisphere yelling who got my back
all literal under achievers suck my testical sac
[Hook]
[Verse 1]
I cocked my mind back mental magnum spit hollow point venom vigorously
so you can respect my way of closing people lyrically
rappers be plantium and call on me level high skill is my criteria
with prize for smashing on men for the inferior
it's nefarious not biggie, nas or jay-z
fact not non-fiction I'm truly living this ghetto legacy, it was blast for me
wen the source neglected the don killuminati
can shoot a stri lyric unease so they can ride past me
I'm a vigilante equipped with infinite lyrical arson
deliberate and intentional this is war I hope you taking it
personal not reversible, dispersible
I need a batik semi automatic
blasted, blast quik x-raided the rhyming achromatic
I done had it up to here with these pathetic fabricated war stories
being spit by these over exaggerated master of cermony's
polly prolly want a cracker cause you parrots parrot all you hear
prepared your day of reckoning is all to near
[Hook: 2X]
If you disrespect that my cock take back and shoot till it jams
post war syndrome sticking it on like blue to the dance
so many of my men gone died in the war didnt make it home
never at ease I'll never step on my g's in this warzone
[Verse 2]
Miscellaneous elements create this magnum opus
optimist prime suspects knowing I'm the illest lyricist
rhyme catalyst, hella bent and extremely hazardous
chemically war in balance the rare and the dopest
have me on hiatus politically exiled x-raided
nefarious elminating rapper's cause it contract madated
penetrated the game with stolen no limitations
black market's mad man 5 star generals stripping ya'll maggots
holding all ar's hostage by the flocks cock glocks
with ransom notes demanding mad man's increase in stocks, poisoning as ham locks
specifically delivered to you
x-raided wont pay ridiculous revenue
for a record review if the truth, rearview
reflections of a misanthropist past this
now my squad dominanting bill board top 100 hit list
criminologist the culprit Jon rambo bound
orignal jacka mysterious murder glove never found
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Infiltrated I crossed all the enemy lines
obliterated many infiltrates like secluded land minds, conscious minds
shoot at hypocritical politcal factus
evious gats systematically killing ignorant rappers
unsympathically expressed briefly pressed in options gotta spit your mind
from the highest elevation on earth can top this
I'm relentless steadily brain bashing weak mc's
please I question if you really klack gats and push key's, unexpectedly
the rap game dictated ya'll tragedy, heavy arterially
infiltrated what you claim flawlessly game tight I profess my ghetto star exquistely
I'm pulling hoe cards of all wack rapper's within this industry
prepare for the impact of my catastrophic clarity, you cant damage me
nor defeat this post war strategy
I sit on the strong of the western hemisphere yelling who got my back
all literal under achievers suck my testical sac
[Hook]
here iz NORTE $IDIN 4rm Woddie
Much pride NORTH $ide of the golden state
It's Woodie Wood from the A-N-T-I-O-C-H
Where the crack bags potent
And the pigs are deep
For every new batch could happen to go sleep
And I creep in a 69 lark for dark
Parking up the block on rallies
Chrome shining like jark
Swinging sideways the highways up there aiming for brains
With my eyes all dilated swerving through lanes
Shits gone strange but i was up in funk before that
So nothings really changed in this yoc life format
Homies gone or doing time so they putting it deep
But we some norte sidin ridin 90 bumping with heat (with beat)
Waking out the windows spitting yoc life lingo
(that shits so tight it makes my ears tingle)
I seen gold shot duce duces all it takes
Still rattled up these crazy killas bearing for state
But I prefer to talk a tray five save on my nuts
So I can hit them with a gunshot fuckin them up
(Chorus X2)
Living in the skirts of the eastbay co co county
Cranking bomb to keep the ballers paid
But you cant fade when the soldiers get to riding
Flare it up, tearin' it up
NORTE $idin'
Yoc Influenced what the fuck does it mean
It's the reason why I'M cocking back and blowing out your spleen
It could mean that your all about your green and copping c notes
Or rolling on the triple gold's where and folks are serving bedos
Might have you flossing with your town soiled up
Or hit the county you a bitch or a snitch your getting rolled up
So I'M a solidified yoc swinga a malt liqueur drinker a fuckin deep thinker
Until I hit the grave better count me as a factor
Cause I aint ever been out shooting blanks hauling with actor
Prepare to scrap down as I pound through this town
Of a hundred thousand people fifty thousand living bound
Back in 92 only a few busters ridin
93 grew out these fools south siding
94 we kept the pistol chamber smoking
95 realized the yoc aint joking
96 had the homies prove they swanging
Thats all good but why'd you fools quit banging
97 fuck it i aint even trippin load the homies that I got even more
And keep dipping let the record state
In 98 shall I die write the words in my obituary for the NORTH $IDE I serve
(Chorus X2)
Living life strapped put a target on a scrap
And imma hit a bullseye cause its like that
Woodies only hated for the fact im gang related
Fuck rapping about that bullshit been through too much to fake it
Living life strapped put a target on a scrap
And imma hit a bulls eye cause its like that
Woodies only hated for the fact I'M gang related
Fuck rapping about that bullshit been through too much to fake it
(Chorus till end)
Much pride NORTH $ide of the golden state
It's Woodie Wood from the A-N-T-I-O-C-H
Where the crack bags potent
And the pigs are deep
For every new batch could happen to go sleep
And I creep in a 69 lark for dark
Parking up the block on rallies
Chrome shining like jark
Swinging sideways the highways up there aiming for brains
With my eyes all dilated swerving through lanes
Shits gone strange but i was up in funk before that
So nothings really changed in this yoc life format
Homies gone or doing time so they putting it deep
But we some norte sidin ridin 90 bumping with heat (with beat)
Waking out the windows spitting yoc life lingo
(that shits so tight it makes my ears tingle)
I seen gold shot duce duces all it takes
Still rattled up these crazy killas bearing for state
But I prefer to talk a tray five save on my nuts
So I can hit them with a gunshot fuckin them up
(Chorus X2)
Living in the skirts of the eastbay co co county
Cranking bomb to keep the ballers paid
But you cant fade when the soldiers get to riding
Flare it up, tearin' it up
NORTE $idin'
Yoc Influenced what the fuck does it mean
It's the reason why I'M cocking back and blowing out your spleen
It could mean that your all about your green and copping c notes
Or rolling on the triple gold's where and folks are serving bedos
Might have you flossing with your town soiled up
Or hit the county you a bitch or a snitch your getting rolled up
So I'M a solidified yoc swinga a malt liqueur drinker a fuckin deep thinker
Until I hit the grave better count me as a factor
Cause I aint ever been out shooting blanks hauling with actor
Prepare to scrap down as I pound through this town
Of a hundred thousand people fifty thousand living bound
Back in 92 only a few busters ridin
93 grew out these fools south siding
94 we kept the pistol chamber smoking
95 realized the yoc aint joking
96 had the homies prove they swanging
Thats all good but why'd you fools quit banging
97 fuck it i aint even trippin load the homies that I got even more
And keep dipping let the record state
In 98 shall I die write the words in my obituary for the NORTH $IDE I serve
(Chorus X2)
Living life strapped put a target on a scrap
And imma hit a bullseye cause its like that
Woodies only hated for the fact im gang related
Fuck rapping about that bullshit been through too much to fake it
Living life strapped put a target on a scrap
And imma hit a bulls eye cause its like that
Woodies only hated for the fact I'M gang related
Fuck rapping about that bullshit been through too much to fake it
(Chorus till end)