Verse 1:
As The End Begins
Illuminatis They Win
All You Blind Muthafuckers
You Ain't Ready For This
This The Axis Of Evil
Don't Let The Doja Deceive You
Most Wanted - Antichrist
Was Only A Preview
I Hopped Out The Jet
With A Price On My Head
But I Ain't Give A Damn
I Shot Back At They Ass
I'm Strictly Business
Like EPMD
So What You Saying Muthafucker
That The Odds Against Me
The Last Laugh Mine
I Watch You Step On Mine
Hybrid Rappers
Half Man / Half Crime
Death Bringers
Heir To A Sinister Cult
Ese Jump Your Ass In
Have You Repping The Coast
With A 4-5 Colt
I'm A Fugitive Ghost
I Drag Em And Bag Em
Body Bagging Your Folks
To These Lames In The Game
I'm Like Jesse James
Old West Killafornia
SUR - Playing No Games
Chorus:
Cause We've Been Pushed Too Far
Our People Poverty Striken
But The Only Thing Certain
Is We Flipping Them Chickens
And We In Cars
Twirling Chronic Cigars
Rimmed Up - G'd Up
We In The Hood Like Stars
We've Been Pushed Too Far
By The Fucken System
They Take Away Our Rights
Deportation And Prison
Thats Why We Driven
To Get It Like We Should
Stack Cheddar Any Weather
Smoke That Purple Kush
Verse 2:
So Listen When I Tell You Boy
You Gots To Chill
Cause Homies From The Ache (H)
Fucken Wack You For Real
They Maniacs In Tanks
Ese Taming The Town
I'm A Seed Of a Demon
With That West Side Crown
My Child Hood Trauma
Being Hungry - I'm Starving
Shit Gets To My Head
So I'm Robbing And Mobbing
The Shit Is Ill Though
Because It's Real Though
Ancient Peers / Modern Foes
All Get Shots To The Dome
When I Explode On A Track
I Said My Patience Is Up
Ese Whoop Bill O'Reilly
Sock His White Ass Up
It's Cocaine
And Thats The Magic Word
Ese Muthafuckers Hear It
And It Open Up Doors
G'Rabbs
The Whole Bank On The Floor
Ese Empty Out A Safe
And Celebrate With Some Whores
You Wanted More
Then Don't Trip I Got You
Castro About To Bust
Got This Game On Lock Fool
Chorus:
We've Been Pushed Too Far
Our People Poverty Striken
But The Only Thing Certain
Is We Flipping Them Chickens
And We In Cars
Twirling Chronic Cigars
Rimmed Up - G'd Up
We In The Hood Like Stars
We've Been Pushed Too Far
By The Fucken System
They Take Away Our Rights
Deportation And Prison
Thats Why We Driven
To Get It Like We Should
Stack Cheddar Any Weather
Smoke That Purple Kush
Bugsy 2 Guns (Verse 3):
See These Fallen Angels
Ain't Left Earth Yet
So It May Seem A Virgin Mother
Ain't Gave Birth Yet
We Keep Dying
What Are They Concerned With?
The Devil Manifest
Cause The Soul Burn Quick
Criminal Minded Like KRS & Scott LaRock
Fuck The System
Fuck The Government
Fuck The Cops
It's A War Out There
Who Runnin' Witcha?
Keep Em Strong
Like Prescott Bush Funding Hitler
Guns Come And Get Ya
Can't Fuck With The Scriptures
Castro De La Coca
This A Lyricist Lanch
Gotta Act Not React
Fuck A 47 National Security Act
It's LA Where They Buried Us At
How They Ain't Prepared To Kill?
But They Carry A Strap
How Foolish Is That
They Kill And Forgave Em They Rap
From The City Homie
We Don't Lean Like That
We Ghost Vatos Round Here
Ain't Seem Like That
Chorus:
We've Been Pushed Too Far
Our People Poverty Striken
But The Only Thing Certain
Is We Flipping Them Chickens
And We In Cars
Twirling Chronic Cigars
Rimmed Up - G'd Up
We In The Hood Like Stars
We've Been Pushed Too Far
By The Fucken System
They Take Away Our Rights
Deportation And Prison
Thats Why We Driven
To Get It Like We Should
Stack Cheddar Any Weather
Smoke That Purple Kush
Outro:
Yeah Fuck That
Fuck The System
Fuck The Government
Fuck The Cops
Smoke All Them Bitch Ass Vatos
That Ain't Down With The Movement
Been Pushed Too Far
Que No Conejo?
That Right Perro
Fuck That
LOS ANGELES
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