Tekster:
For Today With A Passion Burning

a passion? Find something that you love Run with it, don't stop for anyone else No one can get you down You are better than that Fight for your passion

VA Cats, for real {Joe Mafia} I heard the judge got a grudge No love for thugs pushing drugs Guerilla warfare with ice mugs Inside the borough, pure

concrete America's most complete artist, regardless, one of the hardest On a mission to make it better, with the soul of Malcom and Martin Mixed with a little Garvin, today

I were rain I'd rain on somalia If I were grain for somalia I'd grow If I were bread I would rise for somalia If I were a river for somalia I'd flow

's the weekend, baby, have a blast You thru with yo' drank Have anotha glass Get yo ass on the dance flo' Have some fun You in the middle of the crowd, nigga Burn

Reflections of my own life flash like a fire Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream Fall for cenetries physical and the mental When I crashed

don't give a fuck on any time or day Or if he dyin' today, or could he find a way Blow niggas over 'turt, bitches, dimes and trays Blow a nigga a jewel

store for a breakfast snack A tasty cake and orange juice and a bubble yum pack About that point I proceeded to class I spoke to all the pretty girls that I passed

to give away in a red packet Come on! Your ass will burn with my racket (haha) It's just an appetizer! A dream without a nightmare! Leave a message! We