through this I will be your worst I will smile again I feel this as much as you do and it hurts to know that you're out there not by my side Like a ghost
mixtape that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a
the going was tough And now they know That things don't seem so rough So kids, stay in school Don't be no drag Take a fool's advise And stay out of that
is such a lovely thing Feel the perks that a 7 digit budget bring Tell your girlfriend that I could pull some fucking strings So at courtside when I'm wrong get a
a mixtape, that shit sounded like an album Who'd a thought a country-wide tour would be the outcome Labels want my name beside an X like Malcolm Everybody got a
told you That I've been hanging out Cheating at night someone if anybody Should get that story right Tell them they need to go get a life 'Cause I don
I'm broke I know I be a fiend if I smoke that coke But if I go back to school and get educated Be a old-ass man before I graduated So what should I do
these hoes that's how it goes Tenders on my beeper all day and night I'm a true Blue Player homeboy that's right O A K L A N D That's where I rain,
Oakland, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that
should be shut at dawn But I?m a true MC, I keep rockin' on I won?t say I?m best, won?t declare I?m bad I?m just a rappin' muthafucka with a hard-ass
ass a story, yes they just be hatin' to the fullest But you can miss me wit that B.S. that you stress When you test the young Hugh Heff, the tech a spit
mix tape, that shit sounded like an album Who'd have thought a country wide tour would be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcom Everybody got a
This is a story of a player from the Island That lost his way, such a price to pay To kiss those girls and make them cry Kiss those girls and make them
I don't brawl a phone call have your body slumped! (HUH? !) Queens stories heard 'em all from Preme to Ronnie Bump (yeah!) Waitin on that four door Porsche should be out in a
something And I can't hide the fact that I feel something I feel this thing, like in a minute, I won't feel a thing The two cats jumped in the blue
Cause there?s only a few that I?ve shown All my wisdom, all my pride Peep stories that I see you hide Tall tales, missing legends All those things that
. You're blind The moral to the story may not be clear And the only way to catch it is to lend a ear Stop frontin' so hard Why don't you peep your card
G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie Rich will chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass cowards should be wearin' tampax What ya think this is, huh, a lifetime story