't let you force me to the back. Overcome the obstacles that stand in my path. Accept all the consequences of my actions Fueled by the convictionand goals of my passion
Um hmm, okay, okay, yeah Yeah, y'all thought I lost it In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen It's just that lately life has been a lost less
passion and pain No slashin' the vein, to bleed and drown in a bath Fall down and I laugh, get up wipe myself off And walk down a new path I'm intact
your decision That's your decision That's your decision Its like I'm torn between two worlds A paintbrush and a microphone A canvas or a beat CD or
That's your decision That's your decision It's like I'm torn between two worlds A paintbrush and a microphone A canvas or a beat CD or LP Anything
' your sacks and vocal toe to toe impeccable Splittin' your backs son, simple as addition and subtraction Black thought, the infinite relaxed one Shorties say they love it with a passion
make them hard ass rappers wanna blast me (buck buck) Cause I exemplify a typified mac In actin like the shit nigga Mashin rappers with a passion When
my heart And tell me somethin' I don't know instead of everything I do And look at me as if I mean somethin' to you Our hearts are beating while we
Lost in dark far beyond the night Lost in path hardly we can find the light Obedient to our lies Deceiving with fidelity falter on our stones Crawling
stole my heart Tell me something I don't know instead of everything I do Look at me as if I mean something to you Our hearts are beating while we sleep
ah, yo, yo, yo Hey yo, Mr DJ would you please flip the beat on I got so much to say I need two mics to speak on You been pre-warned that if the path
hospital Somebody said, "He couldn't rip with the roughness" Rhymes kick your teeth but end up front less Soul survivor of a thousand beats Sendin' funeral
trip - bathing in the sun Waiting for a dream - visions unseen In peace - ruthless like a snake Crawling in the dust - the path of lust Whispers of delight - passion
Here we are, two ordinary people in love We once were solitary people just crossing paths Looking for adventures to live on You and I, we have talked
gauntlet Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly bent left Pushin war without the ten step cushion and what (what) I plan to hold this beat positive
the world, you are left alone. Some throw bricks through windows and yell, others beat their backs for fear of hell. Two-edged sword that cuts flesh to the joints, the path
of the blues And blues never fade away Hey, hey, hey, colors run when the rain falls But blues never fade away And there's marble markers and little white crosses Along the beaten path