Lyrics:
born in freedom but he soon becomes a slave
I cages of convention from cradle to the grave
The weak fall by the wayside but strong will be saved
In
Look, I don't know what's gotten into me
I could be off of my rocker potentially
Bigger I get, the more they thinkin' less of me
Don't be the one
That's Scratch from The Roots, you heard me?
Listen up, learn something
[ VERSE 1: Supreme of The Representativz ]
Hey yo, it's real out here
You better
man, yo you wan' do that?
Let's do this, man (aight bet, man)
Yo, yo, hold up wait a minute guys, man
You guys mind if I go witchu to this club, man?
man, yo you wan' do that?
Let's do this, man (aight bet, man)
Yo, yo, hold up wait a minute guys, man
You guys mind if I go witchu to this club, man?
gon' come with a cause
Got my own bitch, I ain't fuckin' with broads
Ain't no way, I ain't crossin' my dogs
No Michael Vick, I ain't killin' my dogs
I
and 'bout how hard am I
Told a hundred stories that you took
And I am grateful for
But gave so much I had to take
Time off just to create some more
It's
Fucking with a bitch down from Florida
Gave her some upstate dick
In the mansions corridors
Did I mention whores and whores
Wanna taste some more
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
it?
What's gonna be left of the world? Oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I
’m protecting
No more expecting, no more connecting, no more loving heavy , I’ll always stay steady I’ll find it once I’m ready
I was gone a for minute but I
That's five minutes up for my life
So I been looking for this and I'm grown now
Y'all better know this
Y'all tryna push me, getting my troubles up
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
non-consistent
It's your 15 minutes of fame and your time is ticking
I ain't a politician but it's clear Hip Hop is different
Try statistics more than 95% of this
demons kept me warm,
rock bottom, but it’s Angel soft
Dragon blood runs thru my veins
Spread them wings, baby say no more
Statik Gesus each rap I
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
time I'd rock ASICS
This one ting's leng but she's basic
Yeah she's leng but she rocks Fila I hate it
Archive or I might rock the latest
BLM in her bio
And I've got
And I've got
And I rock
Clap ya hands to this one
And I've got
OK
Not for one minute did I ever doubt you
Always holding it
These days mind my Biz
Getting it how I live
Came from the abyss
Fam know me as Cris
I don't need new friends
I just need more ends
Do this for my
i'm on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge i drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
could learn from it
We going up, tell em we lit, tell em we run it
Come and peep this
We gon get the game on lock and then we keep it
No more 5 minutes
WARRIOR
WRITTEN BY: LARRY KING, JOIE SCOTT
KEYSSTRINGS JOHN BLASUCCI
PIANO LARRY KING
GUITARS CHRIS SIEBOLD
GUITARS MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS KHARI
Grand Theft Auto, when I do a donut on your block, I'ma shoot with the stick (Grand Theft Auto)
I feel like Michael when I hit a lick
I feel like
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