it all for you I do it all for you, I do it allllll for you They put me on the wrong world, yes they did Star on my forehead bless this kid They threw
they walk by [Slick Rick] Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes Tell 'em "hey kid, walk
crew who promised your ass we'd take it Mold it, shape it, living outside the matrix Hold it, make it, more than miniature major labels Hold it sacred
that? "I said hey hey hey hey" Wanna murder these tracks, the god, know how to act "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea" I'm bout to rep with skills, hold on, they couldn't hold
it quick enough, or he thought of it first Cause he blasted to the chest, and now I'm restin yellin, "Nurse!" And holdin on to life, or at least tryin to hold on
made it this far, praise to Allah, God Whoever you want, this for all y'all who work a day long Only had a little bit to hold on to I want you to know
another route, flip and make a whole another sound Like the way I did on "Hold it Down", yeah you know the kid'll hold it down Never knew the name, you
, The All's faced it It's natural for champs to hate shit Plenty cases, some anonymous, age m-i-n-t, with a diamond glist, like jewelery You hold on,
of myth I hold the staff and turn snakes into netherland piff I spit the 'glyfics and a mystics, you know what it give One eye, bloodshot, on a pyramid
heart condition So as a kid she had to adapt to smarter living Not much room to rebel because of health No drugs, no booze, just kiss and tell Well known on
You want to slow dance with me? C'mon You can just say no You ain't gotta be a douche about it I was just a kid, she was just a kid Lost in the mix,
late? You ain't got no older brothers to hold you in place Yeah I know, you gotta get your hustle on And life does go on and fronts like nothing's wrong
me where to go. She said go right down, the 56th street, make a left at the corner store. There'll be a house in the alley way, Hope she didn't move away
n (what's up), ha look out (look out) come on (come on) let's do this here (let's do it baby) everybody throw your hands up Come on, everybody catch the flo' (come on
raised on bread and bologna You can't come around here 'cause ya phony Now keep it movin, move around, get off me Now keep it movin, move around, get
my hair throw yesterday to the wind i'm gonna move out west, leave this still life new words on a plain white page old songs on the radio found love on
tired of niggaz that's like - "I'm bout to blow! " Unless you a bitch, we don't care if you bout do that Move back, youngster, the glock on speak Chew
, M.E.-Eth Man's obsessed With sex, drugs and rock & roll New tecs and calicos! Word has it we move mathematic on rappers Who don't add up, you get broke