I can't believe it looks so real My eyes have not lied to me it looks like hell and feels so cold Can this be what I think? "It is" Can I be dead
a stack and flip it like a tech Pure uncut, fire it up, and watch the fiends come back Bubblin', real dogs stay around for troublin Eightball, pick up
herb if you snort it 50 sack and a nick can vouch for it We keep it critical If you hard core spit it out, out, out, out Doc who be arousin' police My
ll take a bow Want to take my life? Better take it now I'm still alive let me break it down Turn this shit to the O.K. Corral Get to blastin', whippin
you would have took the lead to speak truth You look cute little sheep in a wolf suit Lost on a rook move, shoot that sense of direction, misconception Get
In the game, for a nigga to be making a bitch feel lead You'll wanna get it right, and when you get it right You'll wanna keep it right, look A real nigga
spank a nigga believin what a bitch say Like K.C., I don't play Spin a nigga bin everyday A hundred round drum on the K Leave ya set a straight disaster
the ground. Get on up, look around, can't you feel the wind of change? Get on up, taste the air, can't you see the wind of change? Get on up, look around
[Talib Kweli] Yo Mos, ain't it a shame how these people treating life like a game Ain't gonna give you no fame by callin out your name Just explain
A Little Love Man, I Need A Little Trust I Need A Little Bud Man I Need A Little Us Sometimes I Need A Little Bit Of Rain Just To Take A Little Edge Off
m outta control, And you out of a soul, And you act like a hoe, And you out in the cold. With no clothes n frozen, Looking like an Ice Pop. Burn your
the crib bitchin Moms out workin, nobody in the kitchen Now I got one of my own and my nephews is grown Still I'm out grindin makin a house a home From
take, earl to get a clue On what you lovely cluckers are thinkin you want to plan and try to do, but to who? Cuz im a take a few, with me Leaving
the ward, a warning, a fucking scandal Lookin' around, paranoid devoid the funk banner In the combat, the banana leaf control A sea, bring a pound of
wid ya tongue stickin' out ready to lick these nuts Had a dream watchin' me get out the four door to get these guts I spit flames, beat niggaz like Rick James get
t feed 'em Hafta buy a pit a week cuz gone eatin' Off that Mad Dog 20/20 I'm bout to take my money Ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage Understand
But I'ma live to get my son a lead that he can follow I might can't flip a brick but bet that I can move a pound And if you call yourself the king, well
little friend" I got a will to win, and, I catch attention Like I'm marching through, with a million men How real is him? Take a double take, look again
