I realize that things will never be the same. These stupid voices are all wrong. I don't know what things are and why eye level? Dishonesty, envy, and greed is all
a leader [Rakaa] I don't bother with the dealers, I take it to the lab It's Rakaa chillin' with Babs, Xcel, Gift of Gab I grab mics and fans gravitate
sleep, I must speak till they wake Let me push my pen to create Beat, seat rhymes and life Each time I write the fire ignites I light the sky There?s an
the mold I was only nineteen, but my rhymes were bold And when things got for real I got up in the bowl And put them in to practice all that I was told
flashbacks of our eye contact Wish I could lay you on your stomach and caress your back I would hold you in my arms and ease your fears I can't believe it, I
and like Ayatollah I used to live in Saudi Arabia I never come out straight out with an answer Just a yes, or a no, or a maybe I do but with my crew
to and cheated on I've been shit talked, beat down, treated wrong, and I won't forgive or forget but I don't want to live with regret and so I hope I
s the C to the M to the Y to the KILLAH Photoshop master pixel pushin' eye thrillah. A designer so fine with an insane rap flow I rope in all the honeys with
I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come
Yo, yo Yo I'msa gangsta, so y'all niggaz, know that I mask I smoke, mad weed, while I drink a V-8 splash Niggaz, fuck with me, and you will get smashed
read, "I BLED, - ALL BECAUSE I LOVE YOU MY BLOOD WAS SHED, ALL BECAUSE I LOVE YOU THEY KILLED ME INSTEAD ALL BECAUSE I LOVE YOU I AROSE FROM THE DEAD, ALL BECAUSE I
when I'm high off sunshine [Pos] down right to dirt, Oneder Why makes it work with access to talent like cacaussins to yellow cabs with an Arab driver I
these lames [Ad Rock] When I was nine, I played with slime Got rhymes ga-lot, got rhymes ga-limes I got a million like rhymes leavin ya stung I got my
I never had real friends 'til now I never had to steal endz 'cause that's foul I walk the streets with the baseball bat feelin' secure but I try not
ask me just where the hell I've been They think I'm crazy, they don't understand When you're next to me, I'm lost in ecstasy Don't let go cos I'm about
time is infinte So somethin's always happenin' While I'm rappin' in In a New York Minute [x2] [Verse 1] Start's of with a scream, a lady I turn my head
Close your third eye, then I do body work And I keep the same procedure til somebody's hurt My DJ'll sew up cuts like an M.D. And I still move crowds
