I've had enough from all the years you talked down on me Today I walk away from everything that you believe. The price is high but I will find my
about to blast with ya gun but you can't stop me Look around, look around, punk police Me haf to blast back, cause blast back best [2Pac] They got me
Stay wide open, keep yours eyes peeled in my advice you keep it real and they can die squealing Plus I never have to worry about a visit, cause your there
wonder if your wild and ya act shy. Do you like to be on top or the back side? Watch me while you lick your lips, shake your hips. Goddamn, I love
, I'm more like veteran I bet ya our part is full of niggas I'm better than Magician I make rounds turn to cash, kush turn in to ash Heads turn into ass
Not get stripped when you rock? Think again, you find you lost your mind and judgement My confidence, springs from watching y'all fall Aw, forced to hustle, rap in charge I'ma hop in your
oh yes welcome to hiphology please open up your workbooks to page and break out your pads and pens and your calculators for the first lesson of today
end of the world and your fault waiting for someone to open the gate clean slate greens on your plate and still have no control over your fate you masturbate
I smell the warm blood of the bill collector knockin I get awkwardly sturdy with a frigid liquid backbone I get swept in the pressure cooker tryin to paddle back
we make love Roll over, and do it again and again And again and do it again Turn off the lights, unplug the phone Turn off the T.V., lay on your back Open your mind
But I would never imagine taking a life Because I belong You hear the same thing every day Open your mind and try a change Wait What makes a melody turn your
ads, bus stops and libraries. Newspaper headlines, mannequin faces, television stations, billboard advertisements. Your voice echoes in the back of my mind. I see your
I've got the wind and my back and my foot to the floor I ain't comin' back to you no more I'm sick of your shit and your moaning whine I'm leaving you
Hope you go down below I know you like shit like this [Akinyele] Ha turn your ass around now Look at the pillow and bow down Keep your feet flat on the
open any door And don't your let a shadow be your guide anymore Don't hold back don't hold back don't hold back reach out Touch the sky with your mind
hours ahead of the game, like open every hour Niggas pushing up flower, if they would only part with a coward Respect real, I throw a tec to your grill
