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On the scene back again with the mothafuckin' grip93 was the year P-Dog came rippin' shitBouncin' out the belly of the beastAnd still the same niggaThat was hollerin': "Fuck peace!"But check it out, it's the same old thingCause now the year's 94And ain't a damn thing changedNiggaz still droppin' dead like fliesAnd i'm still lookin' for a wayTo make us raiseI impose that I still hate the devil(That's right!)And I'm a mothafucka That'll take your ass to the next levelStraight guerrilla in the mist to the end(Yeah, and put it in the mix again!)Yeah, now better listen why...Yeah! Right back at you once again in 94...P-Dog, righterous...Back up in you with another mothafuckin' bomb...And we kickin' the real...So anyway I'ma do it this timeSo you want to hearLetras de cancionesSpecially designed for your mind and soldier's earCause niggaz nowadays just shoot[Gunshot]And fuckin' with the crewWill get your ass peeled like fruitAnd everybody want to be a GeeThe same sick house nigga mentalityPlease, fuckin' with them fake fairytalesNigga, i don't trip cause I still kicks the realiest shitSo please back on up, I'm lettin' offRepresentin' Allah and I'm rawCause I'm godSo I hope you're listenin'What I'm kickin?: It's real(Yeah, I keep'em comin' with the shit you fear)Yeah, you better check it why?Yeah, fear no evil, fear no man...Shouts goin' out to all those fake-ass want to-be...gees...Just break it on down...Paris, I'm hopin' goin' on the hill...the hill... Paris, I saw you standin' strong again...again...So I'm still comin' on with this(Still comin' strong with shit)Shit that'll make ya brain come up wake upRegonize that it ain't nothin' but a thangTo see a nigga lockdown, underground or in the sweepAnd you ain't never gonna take me out cause I...(...roll up mothafuckas and i'll break you down to side!)Yeah, so keep your eyes on this Fuck what you heard(And watch the devil get served!)Yeah, so now you know...Scarface records, Paris...Still hittin' you with the righterous shit....The funky shit...In the name of Allah...And it ain't gonna never change....It don't stop...It don't never stop...So back your devil-ass sob off me...And let me get my field...Power, yeah!Paris, I'm hopin' goin' on the hill...the hill...Paris, I saw you standin' strong again...again... (2x)Yeah! Right back at you in 1994: P-Dog... Guerrillas in the mist with the black fist...And it ain't never gonna change! From Letras Mania