In my youth you held my hand in later days im holding yours if i had half the strength you had i could take the pain away im not like you but
she remain in the same spot? The gunshots rang, they came from the cane spot Now look here I see her clutching her son In her arms she hurt Her heart
fun And I can?t even sleep Stress running my mind Got diamonds but don?t none of em? shine My heart is heavy Every problem weigh a ton at a time
meaningless without a point of view Unbiased from the truth But you're not here You say you're strong but your suffering heart is carrying on alone Too heavy too far from
gon' be me She said son you gon' be great I knew it from the start Your daddy was a poet That's how he captured my heart It's in my blood, you ask me
I knock a lens out, I bring the boys and the mens out I leave you lace up, you paralized from the waste up I'll fuck your face up, when I finish tossing
won't let'cha, get a hold of Tech Hold a Tec, squeeze and fold your set You loaded yet? I'm already bustin let loose Lose your neck, it's time you get
but still tie up your camel Use your tongue as your sword and your books as your ammo But when dem bullets start flyin and you got pussies around you
outta your mind, get outta your jeep! Know I'm gonna beat you till the police come And tell niggas who the fuck I got that Rollie from (The Beats) [Psycho
Risin' up from the heart of the desert Risin' up from Jerusalem Risin' up from the heat of the desert Building up old Jerusalem Risin' up from the heart of the desert Risin' up from
Stop as we drop this bomb Blow up this place like another Vietnam Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome Back up son give me room give me room To set it
it up I'm from a broken mold y'all are from that carbon cut That shit has all been done before I'm here to call your bluff I don't compare myself to dead
so then I start the heart-on-my-heart as I walk like a soldier moving so militant, you think I had a chip on my shoulder living by morals and principles mainly having heavy
rockin with the best straight from the west gunnin for the chest Ey yo we gets tracks crackillin c to the a 1,the grand imperial son fuck where you from, from
comin around dippin the logo run! if you ever got somethin on you son you best a run, be off the set, bounce on the projects cease another vick, weed in your
you get from the heart of a human being Only the mind is mechanic the dynamic happens When the divine starts to intervene Have mercy if I seem to be heavy
from the heart of a human being Only the mind is mechanic the dynamic happens When the divine starts to intervene Have mercy if I seem to be heavy I don
Aiyyo, knock, knock (Guess who) Bloodshed to your rescue I'm rougher than the projects that niggas don't move next to My mental, sense is drenched from