Here I stand, waiting for my futureTrying to understand my past, like the witness of a crimeBut it looks like an old movie; No colors, No soundsJust
Here I stand, waiting for my futureTrying to understand my past, like the witness of a crimeBut it looks like an old movie; No colors, No soundsJust the
Where everywhere I turn, I seen somebody gettin bust Plus everywhere I look All I could see is a crackhead or a goddamned crook Runnin' around with a pistol or
the knowledge I'm bustin You're sellin yourself short, that's "Self Destruction" The song I sing to let freedom ring So listen to the knowledge I bring as I
off, yo I get it poppin' When I rock, yo it's non-stoppin' Yo, I'm about to blast off See me at the show, when I rock everybody know Aiyyo, I'm about
t to hard to find I stay local If I would of known you was sinkin I would of bin by coastals See I'm a do what I'm supposed to Even if I gotta dress up
t borrow money I gotta holla (holla) Simple and plain (plain), the reason why I entered the game (that's right) I seen Sean do it, so I'm tryin to get
bill on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that
cause I ain't the one, I'ma show you how to do this son I rap for fun, and make niggaz look dumb How come I don't know, I was gifted with the flow I bust
friend man We trying to get this paper nigga You out here playin games You do what you supose to be doin I'ma do what I'm supose to do what I'm suposed
atmosphere This rap here something that I felt in the moment Of truth, opponents in the booth Inspired, is what I write, fire like 'roof' They say that I
The way I want to knock you Girl you got just what I need Bring it here to me You can stand in front of me or get on top of me cause I'm gone do to
this I bring styles after styles after styles, dukes I can't be faded with this here, cause I'm a young troop I sport them Nikes, not the Reeboks or K-Swiss And while I
out the do' I met left the girl at the Mo' I gotta go, gotta gooooo Chorus: Cause I'm, more than a player, I'm more like a pimp I'm more than a Player
of gettin us back Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps [Storm] Who's got the heart to stand beside me? I feel my enemies creepin up in silence
should I lie, when I can dramatize? ni**az fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized Simply by spittin I've been blessed given riches, enemies suspicious cause I
, or I'll hurt you!) "Get out the car... or I'lI hurt you" So here I go, I better make my mind up Pick my nine up, or hit the line-up I chose B, stepped
still care Verse Two: Will I cheat or will I be committed, heaven knows Gettin weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go in my ride and I'm all in, gettin
