Lyrics:
Girls love when I'm life in effect
They can't wait to see me live in the flesh
Even though I cannot afford
No diamond baguettes
I don't lie, slightly
I am the public highway, baby
I'm no place for pretence or protocol
I could take you
By way of a garden city
I could run you along
The Libido
that we float off
Ride into the sky, live our lives, take a load off
With you right by my side, the night ain't so long, yeah so long
Bike, then get so
deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my
the streets
What you see on TV is a lie
That's not something you wanna live or pattern your life by
But, huh that's too much preachin' ain't it?
You don't
I put the name Microphones on the tapes I would make late at night after work at the record store. I was already by then a couple years deep into
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
obtains the stain, will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no
do I even have to say that I matter
If all lives matter, then whats the matter with
Mentioning the lives that usually get slaughtered quick
Bet that
Bullets have a name defined by different calibers
Concrete jungle, beware of different challengers
Gotta have the stomach for dookie bags and catheters
Play
Burn this shit alive
We gotta burn burn
I said
Burn until it dies
Chains dragging all my problems
Dragging all my
Names for any who thinks I have
I wish a bitch would when I'm walking down the street
I wish a bitch would just to find some release
Don't trust no man
Don't trust the police
I wish
But they're blinded by the system
Tax cover the priest
And now they wonder why they lying
Kids sleep in the streets
Now they say it's all fine police
I go by cola fuckin D flip it around you know the name and that's on gang ha
It's different now shit don't even feel the same huh Sittin prayin
How many lives have we lost to the Maangamizi
It's way bigger than the pain that
I place on the CD
If I told you all the truth
Would you really
a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you
addicted to these drugs, I'ma quit
Sayin mothafucker's name's before somebody fucks me up
Ain't no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker
Come
fucking bitch
Talking down on a nigga name
I don't trust no hoe
Them hoes be going from gang to gang
Fucking on niggas and telling their business
These hoes
of as surprised for lost innocence of lives
Terror by the boss reigned as the cost where the Star, Cross, Crescent all floss
We have got to understand that these
O lord of mercy, guide us dearly
For we have sinned, and this street keep making us sinners
Keep my pistol close by my side, 2 rules in this street
my name, and Pharoahe Moch, why we came what?
We off the chain, plus we plottin on the chain, what?
Know ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
say man, track after track was just
Him just giving us his truth and uh
And if you can live life just, you know, just being truthful
You won't have no
love with street shit
No wonder why I feel awkward at this Fashion Week shit
No wonder why I keep fucking up the double-cheek kiss
And long for that
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