Lyrics:
bullshit.
When I had it I wanted you by my side
But when you got it, you left me hanging
You fucking selfish prick
FUCK YOU, I HOPE TO GOD SOMEONE FUCKING
theres a creepy person.
Back in school.. back in the day... which, by the way,
I dont know if you know this, was a Wednesday.
Thats a little fun fact.
On the outs I lace up, the world I face up
To score on anybody, its war on everybody
The new guys come in blood shot between the eyes
As long
And it's that same ol' stereotype
No they ain't letting go of nothing
People think it's changed
I tell 'em that they're buzzing
Still judge me by my
took me by surprise
Showed those bedroom eyes
Then took me by the hand
But baby understand
I do the driving
I do the driving
Ride with me
the nigga stuck down the raw
Bust friends, back in the prison, foundin' rock to the troup
Here I smoke and tryin' to hide it but was played by the rule
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
bands
Blood on my red bottoms, where have I been
Ooooh, nothing beats the lime light
Switchin' watches and I still can't get the time right
On my way
really just do it
Did they really scream
I have no name
But this is not him
Their fear means nothing
They will try to build a wall
They will scream, they
kit!
I'm so sick of it school and cleaning kit
You're so full of it!
But one day i'm
Not gonna take it!
a case for me mama
Bitch i ain't donating my blood
I ain't ya blood nigga
And i ain't got the guts to tell her
That i got it by my gut
Trap a lot
I would leave ‘em by the lake
I don’t really need a break but I took one anyway
She don’t need to beat the face
But she still do Mary Kay
He don’t
just like the leaves
Had real dreams of making it to the league
But time heals all we make it by any means
And every now then my feelings will intervene
them of sins and to lie
Their schools build't by fools but by breaking the rules
Like A fox I am forced now to hide
And I just ride in from a hard
nothing like the boys from Birch Creek
Whoa he's a different kind of man
And you might think that you could do it too
But I'm here to tell you
Ain't no way
your chain off like
I'm from a dungeon
Dropped out of school but I
Stay with them Glock-smarts
I got no love for my opps
When I grow up I'm gon' target
up! And kill all of the lees
Problems at work, problems at school
Problems in personal life
You are surrounded by complete morons
Take your knife
endour)
My blood type is no negative
But I'm positive that I'm too deep
Switch the light on when we hit the sheets
Truly what I see is all I keep
I see you
endour)
My blood type is no negative
But I'm positive that I'm too deep
Switch the light on when we hit the sheets
Truly what I see is all I keep
I see
But lets not pretend there was
No foundation to this art
Because KRS-ONE and Bam would be
The first ones to say
Birth of Hip Hop runs far
Deeper within
the end to the beginning, back to the end again
Revelation to Genesis
Guaranteed they gonna remember this
I'm not tryna be famous, I'll stay anonymous
But I
auction
Ima get blood on my polo boxers huh
Huh ima get inside you like a doctor
What you think yo girl gon say when I pull up in that masarti
ima catch
thing she's got
And she don't need much to get by
It's been a long, long time since I felt that way
Maybe all the way back to high school
But
crashing
Any kind of world is possible but our decent nature has allowed us
To be locked into a system owned by nothing more
Than a glorified network
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