Lyrics:
Obstacles created by our own refusal to acknowledge any loopholes
When you hold truth as somethin' wholly irrefutable
You close off the passages one travels
(What?) what it's gon' be (be)
Fuckin' with a nigga like me (D)
D to the M to the X (X)
Last I heard, y'all niggas was havin' sex (uh) with the same sex
with you was my foreseeing dream
Known as S.R.R. close to me but afar
You were born to be first create a way for us all
I’m in your top 5 no ghost
I'm the Cash Money Machiavelli
Y'all ain't ready, quick fast
Like Tom Petty, y'all just petty
Eighty two, I was born ready, I'm too ready y'all
Oakland flow
Born in Berkeley but I'm really from Oakland tho
No Pinocchio! No time for bullshit, bitch, I got weed to grow
Yeah, I'm that cat they call
playing with Pride
Loyalty i've been a Kea since five
Integrity, Brothers that stay by your side
Got principles, morals that we all abide
Respect one
a word from above
Spoke my name
And I became
Hmm
Yes I was born in chains
I got the grace now in me o yeah
Thank God am born again
Jesus father
Yessu
of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.j. Found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five years
Is it fair? Is
In a direction to speak on something that's realer than the TV screen
By any means, wasn't trying to offend or come between
Her personal life, I was
born
Drugs, what they used to say I was on
They say I never knew which way I was goin'
But everywhere I go they keep playin' my song
Brain damage,
and V hoes is who I messed with
The best shit was troopin' to the loop in your precisions
Cut class to get ass, but still go to division (I remember
grandeur and it veered over the medium
The second my halo ran outta helium
Demoted to thorn crown, damn talk about numbskull
I was born bound to a stencil
to be rude as she mimic the moves of the Moulin Rouge. How is that she got me chasing her cat, as if I was Pepe LePew; consumed by the scent of her
by the morning
Niggas should have warned him, this life I was born in
You a character nigga, you was drawn in
I was sworn in, oath to the streets
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
People work in our homes working like slaves
So how we living the life we live in danger
Cause I was born in the life not in a manger
Like how we live in
was fired
Fifth - hold on, turn the beat off
I had to turn the beat off for this
You talkin bout you a 80's baby
You 37 years old, you was born in 1968
'cause I'm that dark thief
La, dark gold spark, ready to rip you apart
I was born with a gold shield over my heart
So, don't start none, it won't be none
While we are on the subject of hard work
I just wanted to say you that, "I always was a man who likes hard work"
I was born working and I worked my
and born in the eighties
That's anesthesia for the soul he can not find
He was shown the fallen idols then chocked by advertising
Told there really was no
I'm the Cash Money Machiavelli
Y'all ain't ready, quick fast
Like Tom Petty, y'all just petty
Eighty two, I was born ready, I'm too ready y'all
sing I can bring Brian McKnight to tears
I have to consume, Ali capture a room
And before my son was born I made him dance in the womb
Emcees put up
Make important movies, get a gilded Oscar trophy
Be on T.V. tearing up giving some self-important speech
But things did not go down so copacetic-ly
I
to try to find em
I'm all pissed off at my moms, its about 5:21
By the time I make it down there I'm gonna miss all the fun
When I finally got there, its
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