the docks, reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's just the Stress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me
run out of artillery While you trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick
out of artillery While you trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick that
off your hands like thumb cuffs What a bar angel Bi for a Sexy Second, Lovely Give her a month and Hide Heckles Jackal And she makes Hitler look
your pleasure center. You with the touch of an angel, What a sweet disguise. There?s a demon inside my soul, Telling me that it?s time to let go. When I contact
when I hold mics, everytime Got every dime, sayin this nigga so nice, you know what? They so right, you get stuck, I'll go twice Lit it up when I blow
" Biggest target in the whole goddamn Kennedy family Nobody takes a shot on me, he weighs about seven thousand pounds You could shoot a bullet in Los Angeles
when your friends come around Shes the kinda ho that'll make you cry The kinda ho you have to call before you come by So why do you wanna kill when she
ice when I hold mics, everytime Got every dime, sayin this nigga so nice, you know what? They so right, you get stuck, I'll go twice Lit it up when I
From the gut, from the street From my soul to the mic to the essence Say in my absence you feel the presence, exactly I make contact with shorter emcee
her through, thick and thin You missed it when, she was gettin live offa fifth of Gin Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends When she finally
might rip it Critics dig my style cause I write different, no hype I just kick it, low-lifes, they wanna get it I shine like the ice when I hold mics
the docks Reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's just the... [Chorus] Stress, frust, make me wanna bust Make
your teeth Dryin out your bones, killin the fake - indentity [Spaceboy Boogie X] I, come! out of my shell, breaks loose the truth Exploiting chemical reaction making contact