man right, so I think I'm goin' live it. Since my mother birthed me, I've only been exquisite. And I was on the grind, while you was getting the digits. Got this
This used to be paradise At the birth of time Giving way to free enterprise Now we're ruled by crime Frayed, overrun In the name of prosperity We tear
in my head and this is what he said I am gopher boy Pondering reality I am gopher boy Who will buy my raspberries? This had to be the seed of the king
see my life revolved around a long term lover Music was the same I had no time for any other interest This was my whole life ?You can't sing, if you wanna make a living
your paws Ruin your side show, eyes low, brains fried from hydro Two choices, bass off or either die slow We all scholars when it's time to clean a dirty
them the town Even on foreign ground I let them know I'm around I don't follow everybody when it's time to rap At one time everybody thought the world
clothes she chose I didn't say nothing at first I just turned up my nose She said, "What's wrong? This shirt cost 20 dollar" I said, "Mom, this shirt
gutter Makin' this butter Off these bloodsuckers 'Cause I'm a muh'f***in' (Eminem ) Renegade Never been afraid To say What's on my mind At any given time
he wails amidst the ruins For all the time that he spent working On this worthless enterprise She stands him on a rock and says "A word to the wise if you live
time, in a land around the way There lived a couple of girls that would never give me play Used to wear tight shirts and short skirts everyday Every time
your green around me nigga your green gonna get lit up You leave your drink around me believe your drink gonna get drunk up You leave your girl around
have birds is back because this is spring and the bird need to come back if you don't want the birds come back then ruin
one time, one time Check the science of the black man Stationary niggaz, have fun on this right here Yo Shorty cross your arms Gonna rock niggaz to sleep this
, this is a tune that I composed And it's called Tonight is the night That you make me a woman Now I never intended recording this song It was a personal poem This
your liberator The loving god, annihilator The lost souls line the concrete wall Their blank eyes of death, they tell it all Of shattered dreams and ruined lives
're runnin' around like ants, tryin' to grab their pants That shit don't make you dance! What's this beat doin'? Leavin' your posse ruined Stuck my fist
FOUGHT OVER SEAS AND WEATHER CATASTROPHES FALL INTO THIS NEW MILLENIUM SHELL BE ONE AND A HALF TOO YOUNG TO UNDERSTAND AND LORD KNOWS THIS MAN AND HIS LIVES