minute? Why'd you make such a beautiful place? Fill it with hate then sprinkle AIDS in it? You take the lives of innocent kids like they did it? The same
fool I walk on a ghetto floor, I shop at a ghetto store How can I pay more, I can't afford it, I'm ghetto poor I snort me some ghetto caine, it messed up
while they're waiting Ask the Lord for the comfort and strength to face it All the kids with dreams Won't get the chance to chase it Makes me sad Think
It?ll be a sad day like when the Bizmark dies! I: This sort?s mine to master (???) E: Or is it as a grand mixer? I: Speed it up a little faster... E:
any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it, till it
mirror He walks the halls surrounded by is fan club Starts fads, ends trends, and hits the ceiling when he stands up He's a preppy, fame hoggin', pig headed fool When
mom up off the streets Never said you were my friend Fuck this rap, I'll get revenge Stick a knife up in your stomach Pull it out and stick it in again
knock out floors and hit choppers What? What? The family remains, cuz it's grain It's automatic, I live it and I claim it It's real, come around here,
up a nice dream, somethin bout ice cream Whipped cream fruits and a cherry on top Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh The pressure is on it ain
It gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungry It feeds my kids, it fills my fridge It pays my bills and the mortgage on the crib It keeps me icy, it
I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix Jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks But when your innocence dies You'll find the blues Seems all
me Shit, motherfucker I could use some money The whole world was crying when Kurt's gun went BANG! When Eazy-E died though, it wasn't no thang Rapper dies
dies, so fuck your crew and fuck your family too, Technique's at it bitch What the fuck you gonna do [Chorus X 2] (Yeah, Wrap it up on these niggaz, wrap it
) What the fuck would I do? Lord, when I die pacify, crucify me I rock a Devil cross, one's for the soul one's for the body If I'm built then God dies
He said I?ll call you Hon when I get there, Ten minutes later he was in the air, She dropped the kids at school and headed home, Walked in and turned
just plain old me Where the fuck did you get the nuts to put smug on me I'm a chop it up, roll it up and add a little bit of light now And I'm a tell
keep the brainstem .. [B1] It's Big 1 son, Jamaica Queens is the turf And I'ma exploit, heaven and earth, for what it's worth It's the MC extrordinaire
] [KRS-One:] It seems like when a rapper dies it don't matter He simply becomes a poster, somethin to run after A reason for these kids to pull they