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Daylight comes in the nick of time 
Shines some light into the darkest corners of her mind 
All the world is, all the world is weighing down on you
the scene was staged
Awaiting the consequence, I don't believe in accidents

It's all too real, all these things we feel
As the years go by, things
'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico **

Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in
untouched by the man
Songs we used to sing used to mean something
Now they just bland like the drummer
Where's the real drummer? Michael B.
Mint
untouched by the man
Songs we used to sing used to mean something
Now they just bland like the drummer
Where's the real drummer? Michael B.
Mint
hands in the air 
Fellas, dance to the beat, come on 

[Verse 2:]
I got on- all my ice made from Jacob the Jeweller 
I'm home along feelin like
hands in the air 
Fellas, dance to the beat, come on 

[Verse 2:]
I got on- all my ice made from Jacob the Jeweller 
I'm home along feelin like
If we don't shoot our wads 'til we look 'em in the eyes
So we held off our fire 'til we see them real well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns
til' the rats wanna check this
Reckless, born treacherous warn specialist
Especially if you rest next to me
N**** come testin' me, you get the gun recipe
a deal for kicks and get rich quick
Sketch lyric, bet 'cha by the nick on some vic
Ick from the drumstick, come with the dumb shtick
Sick slick, hidden
looking pretty bad"
And then he asked me what it was that I had to show

So I went running down a list of things
Some were real, but on some of them I
thinkin' on high-minded things
Whee! I was always one t'be free

Ain't never had a keeper why don't people
Learn t'git along t'gether stead o'
Meddlin'
the bitches

Now a queen's a queen and a stunt is a stunt
You can tell who's who by the things they want

Most chicks want minks
Diamonds, a Benz
Spend up all
on Long Isle
Won't be long now, I started rhyming young
I designed for fun, knowing my time would come
I started, paying dues DJ'in with crews
Learning
the same thing to me
I get along with real niggas it's the lane to be
Talking loud out of pocket tryna bang with me
And so I pull it out my pocket let it
em

I do things and stuff, it ain't easy but sho nuff
The breeze be feeling real good right now and how
I'm in a live band called the pissed off
cause that is not what we are
We were once kings 'til we got consumed by material things
Womanizing all the women the material brings, it's sick it's
start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, vision is scary,
Could start a revolution,
start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, vision is scary,
Could start a revolution,
parents still listen to Elvis 
They start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" 

A visionary, vision
parents still listen to Elvis 
They start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" 

A visionary, vision
Do the chain, just a watch and a pinky ring
Now everybody come together, join along and sing

[Chorus]
I'm from the ghetto homey
I was raised
parents still listen to Elvis 
They start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" 

A visionary, vision
I want you hot and glazed
You're not the real thing baby you're parkay you're not butter
Gonna have to get you home and lube you up with
parents still listen to Elvis 
They start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" 

A visionary, vision