Lyrics:
Applying some pressure I'm sending a blitz
Me and my dogs we moving like pits
These diamonds on me are as cold as it gets
She a lil freak she love
Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but why?
[Nas]
To my dogs.. wherever you are
Whattup Big? You know s*** is rough after you slid
Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but why?
[Nas]
To my dogs, wherever you are
What up Big? You know shit is rough after you slid
probably have like forty fans
Rise up and have like forty grand
I know life's cycle so I take it day by day
Put a name on it don't just tell me what they say
these
Emcees fall flat, oh the irony
Tryin' to find the steam
Trapped inside my time machine
Like a vibrant dream
Cut short by a knife inside ya spleen
shitted
So bitches fuck niggas, they man best dog
Over that now you got some nigga leaking on the floor
You gotta watch those broads
To die over that is
to
Zombie death wish. Brains for breakfast
Alien or man-sized praying mantis
Kismet influenced by voodoo
Nothin to do except Graffiti N Kung Fu
Built into
work and play are all looked after by|the benevolent wisdom of the priests...'||We've taken care of everything|The words you read, the songs you sing|The
The way of the samurai is found in death
Meditation of inevitable death should be performed daily
Every day, when one's body and mind are at peace
from this dream?
Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small, I stare at the wall
Hoping that you are missing me too
I'm spending
from this dream?
Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small, I stare at the wall
Hoping that you are missing me too
I'm spending
from this dream?
Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small, I stare at the wall
Hoping that you are missing me too
I'm spending
for that one Atlantic Ocean. Now listen, drop them hogs off in Omaha and get over here in a short, 'cause it definitely looks like we got us a problem.
Valentine's day is over,
its over. Valentine's day is over,
its over. If you want to talk about it well you know
where the phone is. Don't come around
They are dying of blood on bone
They are crushed by ???
Cigarettes and ?? and high hopes
There's a wide wall
That we can't see over now
But that's
are dying of blood on bone
They are crushed by ?
Cigarettes and ? and high hopes
There's a wide wall
That we can't see over now
But that's all
everybody that all energy
Problems and all inflationary
Problems had been traced to and could
Be solved by the abolition of
MUSIC, chances are that most
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
Rain, snow or shine there is no forgiving
Just relentless business until your morals are spinning
And your weekend away flies by in the blink of an eye
Surrounded by too many critics
Came within sights of my limits
Living in a maze, puzzling pieces
Plugged in, building racks
These are life hymns not just raps
Freedom
Freedom at last
At last, long lost freedom
I want nobody to govern over me
And I will be that somebody to ensure my rights are free
And over some old kitchen sink
I swore I'd let you die
I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
In a bottle in a gutter
In a window
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