side, Went under(??? walkin???)well, hangin on the curb puffing herb Straight hustlin NIGHT and DAY,gotta get my nine Strappin up my glock and hoody, i'm lookin for goodys on
promised to see the next day Cause we used to clock on the streets before we made beats But fools just lay and prey on the weak It don't depend on the
keep your eyes on the prize, don't be surprised Cause on my half I may pull out a semi-automatic sixty-eight watch around my back it's mainly static
, rob & sell drugs for a salary Niggas can't handle me, bring static like Channel 3 On the M-I-C, or on the streets leave you like Can it Be You got served
for a salary Niggas can't handle me, bring static like Channel 3 On the M-I-C, or on the streets leave you like Can it Be You got served by my first verse
enemy - when I get there who cares who remember me - on Earth. Since birth my dome had afro turf - ask the nurse - I heard a verse that said - "who's last
to see the next day Cause we used to clock on the streets before we made beats But fools just lay and prey on the weak It don't depend on the color of
when I'm on stage It don't get no rougher than Liffy Stokes, Twista and Mayz In the blood of your day, then lay flat on your back Then while he fuckin
I would I could explain why I'm shaking and why I'm going insane My mind is on vacation, lack of conversation I'm like a radio, with static on every station
Yo yo whassup Ice man, you look upset brother Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man But I don't know if I should put it on this record Yaknahmsayin
on the floor And this ain't no goddamn joke Nigga, break yourself or get broke All I want is the money my cash flow And I'm leaving on the first thing
since stories of old Come on let's go and then I'll show how to beat down a rhyme And wrestle a tempo Hold on tight, but still let yourself go Work
rapidly like when I'm on stage It don't get no rougher than Liffy Stokes, Twista and Mayz In the blood of your day, then lay flat on your back Then while
night Last night, last night changed it all In the late night Last night I don't give a fuck, where you gon' be, do it myself In the late night Last night, last
signs, praying for time, praying for endless night, might as well be wishing on stars 4. raingods dancing Empty churches, empty pews, in the subway nothing moves and the static on
way Kenneth Cole with Timberlands Stray street don, my moms must have knew it was on Since the day she gave birth and named me Tahwan Let's get it on