comprehend the motive uncoated to feed the corroded passion Actually needs to stay eye level with the rest That's the least I deserve for the love that I've shed I
play dice It's another level bitch And I'm sick of rappers braggin' bout they diamond bezelled wrists My ice this, my ice that I bet I'll melt yo shit
you with the heat is that what you really want? [Spliff Star] Y'all niggas wanna test my squad, I doubt it doubt it All that murder talk, gun talk, you
rhythm rock a mic I always rhyme I'm never drinkin vodka Any old style, I throw it in a locker [Lauryn Hill] Well I'm a Gucci rocker, I never drank no
Can't tell where I cut it, there's no seams Back like I got a score to settle, I'm on another level I stutter step with the pebble just like the running
you fall out The morgue route, the devil want that Let's get my niggaz locked all out Change for better, that be my only vendetta with life, feed your
brothers an APB out on the next Fredrick Douglass I'm sort of a saint, you think I ain't With skills to paint, with my third eye You're tranked... ...
now its missin' like AJ I played it smart, with a little to the side Bought a bar in New York, where I sit and swallow my pride. [Chorus] I'm home
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 to
ll never be condoned I've shown some restraint, but now I've reached the edge Of my tolerance level, so it's you I'm gonna sledge I pledge allegiance
cuz I live it Before I let go, have correct dough I Bust my shit off, I'm out to blow the lid off, alert the metro I glow like a lazer lights show, your
sands that fill the beach With my hand on the piece, one eye is on the beast Through the rhyme I teach history class and move the mass .. I can't, won
I'll give up my Voda See I got bare fones I take the mick I still dont know what face to pick I'm messing about, talk to me I'll be on MSN about quarter
deep the sixth is high and so am I I dont live and let live I take an eye for an eye [Chorus: Syn] Psychopathic ninjas on a killing spree Creeping in
ya saw I'm interested to hear Might as well tell it all [Verse 3:] Well I guess today was alright I made it though right? I'm sittin' here spillin' so I'd say I
calling for help, it will just cut short our conversation aloha once upon one time it's all going to be locked away (Circus) are you a visionairie with
long as I can remmeber You are all a real man can need and ever ask for this is love this is more than a crush It was all ....(up at Rutgers) I saw with
boppin to "Ether" I'm on I-95, clutch burnin the reefer Everybody that rides with me becomes a believer Cause I come from the hood, but I think like a