Hit The Reefah
(Bizzy Bone)
-Big B-Chorus-
(Hit the reefah, hit the reefah)
Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Life struggles for bloody money, cold cash, won't last/ Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Fucked up game they love me, they don't want me, they want me, they don't love me/ Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Life struggles for bloody money, cold cash, won't last/ Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Fucked up game they love me, they don't want me, they want me, they don't love me
-Bizzy Bone-
And so I hit the reefah take my mind away/ Everybodys watchin me when the cops come, niggas is scattered runnin around till they shot one/ Niggas get picked with the hot ones/ I don't know too many niggas talking about they aint got one/ They walkin around fucked up, havin they mash on, whatever whatever (Whatever whatever dog) they don't know anybody without blastin/ The shits gets real, up up in the field, enemies get killed/ Little kids get (Dada) caught up in the crossfire, but its wide up still/ Shoot em up shoot em up put em up im curious/ (Just...) Just to believe in god its so unworthy us, worthy us, hurry up, before they bury us.../ (Who) Who told you that you just should go?
-Big B-Chorus-
Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Life struggles for bloody money, cold cash, won't last/ Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Fucked up game they love me, they don't want me, they want me, they don't love me/ Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Life struggles for bloody money, cold cash, won't last/ Hit the reefah, take my mind away/ Fucked up game they love me, they don't want me, they want me, they don't love me
-Bizzy Bone-
The force of more horses met em all through famine somebody torched the land and revelations of course/ Look at these lost prophets and imposters candidate mantle/ Bless the shrine, trottin with my hoo wap bly/ We're from east 99, east 9 times runnin now, gunnin now/ Satan's comin so me no survivors why we refuse to repute/ Scream with a vengeance, our sins'll make you plummet, the chase is on/ Venomous brandish my manic, manage demand it, devil damn it/ They tossed to chase is gone, I'm plottin on my body rottin its on be lost in bondage and I hope you reach the promise land and all/ Not the earth like all of yall before, rewind
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