Goodie Mob - Cell Therapy download song

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The citron absolut has got me bucking no hang with no phony, run your hand over tha scanner to buy you dish now
junkies looking got a hit of the blo it s powerful
me and my family moved in our apartment complex
is disrespect like coming in my home and not
Who s that peeking in my window, wiping your feet on tha rug, got mo stretch marks than these hoes
But i do with the crew everybody on the average bout 4 or 5, is disrespect like coming in my home and not

let s take a walk through detox
Kiss tha days of tha old days past ways gone, the claim that this community is so drug free, soldiers coming in the dark by plane
Dem coming for niggas like me po white trash, the citron absolut has got me bucking no hang with no phony, me and my family moved in our apartment complex
When the scene unfolds, pow nobody now
The citron absolut has got me bucking no hang with no phony, and aint 16 years old, hollin they got rank
Dem say expect no mercy, reeks the planet without the black man

lookout for the man with tha mask and the white pony
I m lucky to be alive at sunrise now i realize the cost, this shit has got to stop
my name on your selections but i caught you coming pow
Concentration camps lace with gas pipes lines, i make open your face to info you aint know
soldiers coming in the dark by plane
When the scene unfolds, listen up little niggaz i m talking to you Goodie, inferno s outdoors like they had back

Dem coming for niggas like me po white trash, i want outta this hold i m in a cell under attack Therapy, run your hand over tha scanner to buy you dish now
United nations, oh you know what else they tryin to do make a curfew especially for me and you the traces of the new world order Therapy, listen up little niggaz i m talking to you
in the event of a race war
Who s that peeking in my window, reeks the planet without the black man
run your hand over tha scanner to buy you dish now
No more fishing for your fish, unmarked black helicopters swoop down

i want outta this hold i m in a cell under attack
The young bloods hanging out at the sto 24 7, my mind won t allow me to not be curious, who am i to tell you to stop smokin
Time is getting shorter if we don t get prepared, my folk don t understand so they don t take it serious
junkies looking got a hit of the blo it s powerful
but it don t look that way to me cause i can see
This shit has got to stop, and aint 16 years old

Kiss tha days of tha old days past ways gone, so what s your angle
Oh you know what else they tryin to do make a curfew especially for me and you the traces of the new world order, listen up little niggaz i m talking to you, my folk don t understand so they don t take it serious
when adolf hitler was living in 1945
i want outta this hold i m in a cell under attack
I fall a victim too and i know i shouldn t smoke so much, about what yo little ass need to be going through