Lyrics:
in my CD
Strangers love your pain for entertainment
Risk it all with just the hopes you make it
That's the life of being an escapist
Sick of chilling
snared in the entertainment enslaved in a
Mindset leaving your soul endangerment mishandled life
Of a waste of time is banishing evil will be panican when
a best sider
Pissed on your bitch, Adam's apple
Now it's just cider
In wider, static wise thrown, it's classic
We create hip hop word to Mister Magic
I'm
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
a power every man fears
Pay the price, you'll meet your own demise
Our cannon fire, sends chaos through the night sky
You'll exchange your lives to pay your
faded, faded
('Cause once you cave in, you don't want to leave)
You start off bright, just to see your name in lights
Just so you can live the life
To live for when you're dyin'
To get more when you're tryin'
Something to live for when you're dyin'
Reasons to get more when you're tryin'
So many
ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the muthafuckin wall with
shook niggas get stripped, beated and wiped out
Con Ed status like Fab nigga, it's "Lights Out"
What your life 'bout? Nigga my life plush
I lost both
to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fucking joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
their eyes
Live for the truth exposing lies
Slaves to your system we'll be no more
Watch as the chains fall to the floor
Take ya time girl its no rush
We can work on so much more
And you know what's mine is yours
Entertainment for your boredom
Ill make you feel alive
Our
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
released by my frustration
Was nearly enough for re-incarnation
But if I could live my life again the last thing that I'd be
Is a Maoist intellectual in
on over to me
Want a piece of
Whatever your giving
I want I need for
You to have those
Words of peace
Happy we seeds
Is this enough
By this I mean me
I'm I
a bitch beam up to the enterprise
And you a Captain Kirk, trading ass for work
Let a bitch sniff your pack, you got burnt
Still owe me $2300 for that
are cold like tenants
Tryin' to keep your weight up better eat that spinach
For four twenty-five niggas lives get diminished
The world serious, I'm
me
This time could be what
We've both been searching for
Our whole lives waking up
I'm coming back for more
(Leave your baggage behind, you
I might choose an axe (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
He lives in
Yeah just you and I alone
I'm yo king and you my queen now come and sit up on this throne
just
Yeah just like adam and eve
Don't bite the fruit from
leave my body
Im gon kill myself and they gon laugh at me
In my coffin wearing clown makeup
Im just here for your entertainment
Still stuck with the same
Real musical talent is practising for hours a day until your fingers ache
Not being sonically hypnotised by the noises your computer makes
You claim you
jam film in the polaroid
I'm like last live specimen
Or rather last specimen to live life with
My cats eye on the pendulum
Your cities broke pigpen
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