Lyrics:
Back then we rapped about the kind of cars we would cop
The models we'd pop all the stores and malls we would shop
I was local but my focus got me
I feel like someone's watching me
Don't know where the enemy is
The night brings bad dreams to my mind
Maybe the girl that's by my side
Potential
Born of two
Raised by four
I guess I took it all for granted
and only three remain
Even though you're wounded
I know that you're still here
I
emceeing a gifting, hip hop's what I'm living
Not replacing religion,
I got relationship with a God in the sky
He talks to me defines wrong and the right
What if you saw him die and got a real view
Would you keep living the life the way that you do
Or would you run and hide and just continue to
Live your
the mirror
Asking my inner child what I'm missing, "What's wrong with me?"
Shit, yeah, that's what wrong with me
Felt X'd out by my exes and Mama's wisdom
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I got a story (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Too good to hide (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I was a blind man wandering (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Until I saw
[Intro by Vusi:]
I believe that together we can really make a difference.
One man cannot make a difference,
but if we can partner, if we can have
Through mostly vacant streets
A baker from the outskirts of his town
Earned his living peddling sweets
From a ragged cart he dragged around
can't climb out
Look at the moon but I see only you
I'm days away, I'm a man in a caravan
By the sea
Waving at the old folks waving at me
I'll
of ignorance we're supposed to
Be fighting by thinking that,
You're just fucking yourself.
I don't go around promoting
Beef and pultry shoving it in
People's
turn around and take a look at you
You never know when you go, live it up here we go!
Got a lot more living to do! Hey! In time
You don't face
and now we all colossal
Paint Picasso with a pencil hostel
OG smoke engulfed in my nostrils
Make a toast so what we boast
We living lives it don't take
you
You know I got by you
Saying all about the cream
Make you living extreme you seam on the box
Hear the … rains … see the picture clear
No wide screen
Only half man, torn me through
Two parts standing, living half
Hearing voices, giving noise
Listen...
On reunion
We have hurt someone
Some reunion
'cause you see me living out my sweetest dreams (yeah)
I'd say take it up with the man on the moon but that would be me (yeah)
Sleeping on cloud number
jungle 'jects
Broadway where my sisters and mothers slept
They got so cold at times they used to feel like the covers wet
You lazy nigga gotta separate
blind to her loving eyes
She's looking back at you, take you as you stand
And all you have to do is look back too
And take her by the hand
You better know
depression of ending it all
They thought I was crazy, got it all wrong
I’ve just seen some shit that changed me at the age of six
Walked in on my real mom
02. KING OF THE BADLANDS
Down by the Hangman's Trail
Shadows hide my face
A desperado with no soul
If you dare to ask my name
Steel is all you'll
Hey Charley I'm pregnant
and living on 9th street
right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid avenue
and I stopped taking dope
and I quit drinking
over
Took his bitch, it's been some weeks that
Nigga livin' lonely
We done paralyzed his man
They call that nigga soldier shot his ass
So much brown it's
the height of a
Lot of bottles flipped, Living
For the luscious lips
A luscious chick sucking dick saint
Got me speeding
Fiending for indecently treating
growing, get lost in time Roman
Cannabis competitions like Romans
Still hit the woods by sloaning
Lime green or good omen pBS reruns of Conan
Trading places
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