there's a million more to fill the shoes I stand. The American dream skipped me it seems pointless by design a story with no theme. There's a million more
's a million more to fill the shoes I stand. The American dream skipped me it seems pointless by design a story with no theme. There's a million more
can't put him down but the shit don't stop Worked at a law firm, for lack of fear I wrote a resume, spending words like a millionaire From there to
save up, gave away like almost ten g's And that's a lot when you make four bills a week Financially responsible for more than myself Praying for a day
allowed to see the rhymes In a town near Kadam and Kakrak Jalalabad I pray in a hut constructed from Sago Palm I'ma take you for a walk thru a beautiful
The antonym of a hero I used to be the one now I'm less than zero But I can feel like a million real fast Put my lips on the god damn glass And make a
pissed me off, I'm pissed off still Wu-Tang, the gift and the curse, for real Wu-Tang, ten years, forty mill That's four mil a year, more grills to kill
up The rap game is bumper to bumper, I take a shortcut I do a 120 down the Deegan Fly past the cops, they like he's speeding I'm in a two triple zero
line em up, shoot em down Do it know Welcome to ground zero Tell 'em it's ground zero Line em up, shoot em down Do it know Welcome to ground zero Tell
the strongest force On and off the court we ballers more than sports We built this city from ground zero To spittin the pound zero, brown pistol At ya get down
get a scar When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through My mom is my hero Two three nine zero Doctor
sink Flip you off up in it and come back more crazy then Freddy Kruger Got 6 million ways to do ya, 6 million slugs to disperse in the realtor A to
! [Ace&Quan] Now here's a verse about a relative, that coulda lived But killed by a cop that thought negative UHH, shot in the back like a victim of
to life, new year, day seven Trembling with a roar for a lifetime more Twenty-five percent sent to the lint that falls Below ground zero a hero that rarely
a kite Boss tight with the mic, y'all call it a night It's the, gener-al, keep backin' them off Backin' more, throw it down like Shaq in the fourth You
down and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' five comma Six zeros Dot zero Here it go... Back
around Let's close our eyes for one second with a moment of silence I'm tired of you watered down figures Y'all major record company watered down minions