! (uh uhh) And you and I don't share no common bond, So forgive me if I don't recieve you with open arms (No) It shames me to no end, To feed poison to
my poetry's beyond intense Find me in the trench, while you hold your spot on the bench Best invest in me, favored heavenly I.N.S., address me, as your
nigga off the street, show his bitch-ass some love (bitch-ass some love) Hoe, you ain't gettin' no greater, you's a hater Give him 30 in his grill, feed
of our demise {repeat} {Memphis Bleek} You can holler at the dog haters wanna see me fall Bitches wanna too see me ball killers they don't wanna see me
in the air my nose like basset hounds I don't stash the dro', nigga divide I'm that nigga that ride with trigga to give a supply High, is how I stay all
s weaves put together This to whoever if you rhyme like a daughter of mine You sound like me so much I think my sperm's in your water supply With a war
Baby, though I was your air supply Air supply [x6] Baby, though I was your air supply I wish it was easy as pressing reset on a control To restart our love
the law. [BRIDGE II:] I hear the cries of men. Cause they want to be free. Healing is in my hand. It drives me round the bend. Creators heart is love
t pay your bail Wanna borrow from the bank, nigga what you think I'm the wrong one to lie to Shit I'm the man who supply who supply who supply YOU And
know it that you love me (love me) There's no one above me Let it all go in pride. And I'll... Be your strength when you weak Be the love that you see
the air my nose like basset hounds I don't stash the dro', nigga divide I'm that nigga that ride with trigga to give a supply High, is how I stay all
pay your bail Wanna borrow from the bank, nigga what you think I'm the wrong one to lie to Shit I'm the man who supply who supply who supply YOU And
myriad of my metaphors make me a mystical mystery They can't battle me; so they'd rather embarrass me By being mad at me, they commit microphone heresy
s time to see the hunger in me And I see the same thing in niggas younger than me Like they live, they ain't got a slice to give In the broken down home