Testi:
People In Planes Rush

Wouldn't want to rush you home again I'll pay to see you again and again yeah You know you terrify me That's not what I want Is that what you want? Cause

[Talk] These is hard times we livin' in Churches burnin, planes fallin from the sky Murder, the good die young The good definitely die young This is

[E.D.I Amin] I speak For all my ni**az livin' in the rush Slow it down just a notch baby It's goin' be alright, it's goin' be alright [2Pac + E.D.I

rummy at an abrupt speed The seed's all growns up, playing grown people games Evil lames grown encompass the whole paper chase Grip, better get the master plan

did When I was a kid I was smart, at the top of the class When I was a lad I was sure I had the world in my hands I was my own teacher I had my own plan

like rats in mazes for the cheese Every natural resource is here, We don't really need money But certain people need power over people They act like

must Cockiness is a plus Edginess is a rush Edges (I like 'em rough) A man with a Midas touch Intoxicate me, I'm a lush Stop you're making me blush People

grown men things Michael, Mums and Marvin, too Those were my dogs from 1-7-0, New York Avenue We used to, run down the halls, knock on people's doors

more than just my city or my neighbourhood It's for experience it isn't the wealth And if I ever thought of quitting I'd be kidding myself I do it for the people