Criminal nation here i stand

Criminal nation here i stand comin in strong to many criminal loyalties wear rhythm is ryhme strike it rich ready to be the man i have to be sick tired of being the last in line riders of the storm flat on the fevils wings i fly in locked loaded cocked pull trigger this big pimpin aimin for head shoot in pop off the shots gangsters dont dance we all business up in this bitch here stand millionare darkness surround by haters comin live from streets of seattle washingon it aint easy hustle everyday on these streets money is time pen game sick momma always said dont babies grow up mother fuckin Og gangsters killers with no warning here stand locked loaded ready shoot ya Jackson in thd house 907 208 if could turn back hands time id change everything butt ball all i know being sick tired being sick tired here i stand ready to take stand not even these drugs work anymore wishin could cgange my stripes colors be real in this game cause wantnit all