Have you heard the news of my love? Did they send a message down? That' I'm on the march with my love, And I'm death or glory bound. From the mountains to the marshes Now my love is gaining ground Give in to my love, give in to my love Give in to my love, give in to my love Well I want to show you my love It's bigger than a Cadillac But you keep up your resistance And you try to drive me back I want to show you all my love It's bigger than a Cadillac Give in to my love, give in to my love Give in to my love, give in to my love Give in to my love, give in to my love Give in to my love, give in to my love Now my love is like a drunkard Holding up the bar He'll say the same thing over And he'll fix you with his stare You try and change the subject But you won't escape the war Give in to my love, give in to my love Give in to my love, give in to my love Give in to my love, give in to my love Give in to my love, give in to my love

Say man ay ushers, deacons, lock the do' (I love, to give you light) Geah, first of all Givin honor to God, and all the ministers on the pulpits Ushers, deacons, and my lovely choir They sound so beautiful, don't you agree? Sing it sister. Yeah, we'd like to welcome y'all inside this R&G Rhythm & Gangsta: The Masterpiece Such a, heavenly experience Alchemist, break it down for me nephew Let me preach to 'em one time, chuuch In the beginning as a child I was chosen Though not knowin the reason while still my eyes opened Whatever the purpose, I surfaced above the fog Love was given to all, outside livin the ball As an adolescent, one black child, I had a message To reach teachin the masses, I wrote my first passage It was jotted down, created in the form of a rap I'm young, livin in the city of jackers and gangbangin And dope dealin, cold feelin to be a product of niggaz around you Once you get on top they down you But the temptation got me, streets caught me watchin I found myself grindin on the streets quite often With a blue rag, bangin the dub, fo'-fifth coffin At the spot, 61st, 40 blocks from the Eastside Where most of the big homies had a glock and flossed the G-ride Niggaz throwin up hands but it wasn't no peace signs Never fo' a second did I think to let my light shine Hardheaded, thought I was grown, messin up Disrespectin my home, not carin 'bout what moms what sayin And then I found out that mom wasn't playin Today, I love you for it, back then, I couldn't understand Get my life right, step it up, nigga be a man Never be a victim, of what the system might hit you with Through the stripes still gotta shine my light I've grown, to comprehend the game; my name is Big Snoop Boss Dogg Just a block and a phone call away I've reached the status, of a modern day John Baptist I'm preachin just what I practice To each and all, I got a word from the Beach to acros the globe Man woman young and old Don't gain the world, lose your soul to spite Many circumstances Doggy gon' shine my light cause I love you (I love, to give you light) And the people that is locked up, locked down And the people that's locked down Also God, should purchase the new, Escalade On 24's, with the spinnin thangs, ha ha I need you to, right now, look at your neighbors Cause a lot of y'all think y'all goin to heaven huh And you ain't gon' go! So I need you right now to, look at your neighbor And say neighbor, say neigh-bor, You ain't going! You ain't going!

I gave two teeth in a teenage brawl For a girl whose name I can't recall Then we broke up I gave a knee to the football team Chasing that high school state champ dream We almost won I gave junior college almost a year Then I gave a Greyhound twenty bucks And that's how I got here I give all my money for a slice of daily bread I give forty honest hours to a boss I never met And I gave my soul to Jesus at the age of twenty-two So there ain't much left to offer But I give my heart to you I gave a beard and a head of hair To a boot camp corporal with a barber's chair At Camp LeJeune I gave Uncle Sam what he bargained for Twenty-four months, not a minute more I just didn't fit in Then I gave a high school friend of mine a call And we gave a body shop a try 'Til we gave up last fall I give all my money for a slice of daily bread I give forty honest hours to a boss I never met And I gave my soul to Jesus at the age of twenty-two So there ain't much left to offer But I give my heart to you And I gave my soul to Jesus at the age of twenty-two So there ain't much left to offer But I give my heart to you...

وآه من أخ غربل أخوه علشان شهرة ونفوز أو مال وآه من اللي عامل صاحبك ومستنيك على عكاز ده لحن الحزن عنواني على نفسي قافل مية باب سيبوني لوحدي أنا مبسوط، هكون أحسن مع الأعشاب وحاسس إني جوة مزاد وكله عايشها شاي عناب بدوس عاللي يشوف نفسه، أنا ما بخدش بالألقاب (آه) من الطاقة واخد دفعة وجسمي محطمه بإزاز ما أنا لو عشت جنب الحيط يا هتّاكل يا إما أنداس بنام والهم في سريري بياخد عمره ما إداني وخوفي يجي يصحيني وصعب إني أنام تاني سكوتي عليكوا كان عشرة وحلمكوا إني أكون مرحوم أبيع وأبصم على العشرة ما فيكم حد حبني يوم قفلت على الجرح بمفتاح وقلت أكون إنسان لماح ده طعم الطبطبة نسيته وقلبي بقى ضدد الإصلاح سبب من طيب أبقى غشيم ومش فارقة أعيش ولا أموت ما تستغربش من الشخصية بأفعلكم بقيت جبروت في ناس شافت معايا الخير وتاني يوم راحوا نكروا لكن سبقت أنا بالشر هابوني عشان قليل الذوق دي ناس عايشاها على مسرح يناموا ويصحوا على تمثيل عابوني وكسروا في ضهري طب انتظروا اللي جي تقيل وحاسس إني جوة مزاد وكله عايشها شاي عناب بدوس عاللي يشوف نفسه، أنا ما بخدش بالألقاب من الطاقة واخد دفعة وجسمي محطمه بإزاز ما أنا لو عشت جنب الحيط يا هتاكل يا إما أنداس