I thought I was winning By burning bridges and tearing things apart I close my eyes But I cant escape my mind Please help me I'm sinking I've been alone
through the rough shit head on like mountain bikes I'm about bookin world tours and showin up I'm about givin my seed the things I ain't have when I was growin up I
One] I rip rhyme charts apart, I jump-start on the gunner Arrest niggaz like Honda from the under never blunder wonder if I get stiff, I'm bound to
Speaking over beats is the only time I feel complete I don't hear the weak and I don't fear defeat So what you got? Connect the dots, I'll raise the
wanna skeez, second time I won't waste Program that, so I can bring it It's in my nature, so I ain't gotta think it I'ma sink it, like a battleship I
inner selves. Of course I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the
a +Renagade+, never been afraid, the time is right now Before I take my bow and finally allow my love affair with rap to fade, I'll sink into the page
face, cameras held the case can solve Ya faith disolves when hump against the next coming For now I focus on Nature, bet I win something [Verse Three: Nas Escobar] I
what I gotta do to catch a permission to dig up a grave?) [Poetic] Yo, I'm comin in black and runnin the track, I dare you to overreact I'm placin the
towards you It's a sinking, twisted path from me to you For a second I saw you so clearly (clearly) For a moment I knew you so dearly (dearly) I looked
fly shit While you're rooting and recruiting Nigga 6-8 whooping I was in the hood shooting cause I had the wife whooping I come from padres gold in oversized jars I
dope as me While I rip the flow, they lips sink, the show hopelessly From Heaven I was set to game to entertain I may never pimp that '75 ta cop that
I can't keep a straight face and say this is not the end Not if you want it its upon us and I wanna say it's sinking in If I was hasty maybe I was rushed
time it was and I knew just what to do Bitch I get at you, have you stuck like a statue Use nothin but words and I have you I give a fuck if you think
charisma left blurry, bitches is lookin at me leary Feelin weary as we sink 'em, to the bottom of Lake Erie, hear me One lyrical genius man, I mean I'
what time it was and I knew just what to do Bitch, I get at you, have you stuck like a statue Use nothin' but words and I have you I give a fuck if you
I have to say this I never miss yo when I display? From styles I paint the funky picture I portray and before I hit the court I made it my forte cause
fly shit While you're rooting and recruiting nigga 6-8 whooping I was in the hood shooting 'cause I had the wife whooping I come from padres gold in oversized jars I
