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Disguised and oh so cumbersome
Size and shape decide our fate
Enticeful vices make us numb
It speaks in tongues and cheek
Comes from the deep
But it's hard

grow to big for your britches you better quit
Call me introspective cause I feel and shit
What you do know about me is I make the hits
The bass so loud

And deep at night our precious man is laying down and wondering
What on earth could be laying behind that he is strongly covering

The man in the cave's

cos life's a blessing
My marj told me that I was taught by the Simpson (Homie!)
What's the purpose of life, a mighty question
I mulled it over like wine

Money in the Bank

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Wanted: Dead or Alive

1990

me, and what I feel 
Might find their legs bein' replaced by steel 
This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death 
So there won't be a lot

an addiction sick of friendships with holes at the
Bottom so I'm gonna stay on mine and captain this shit
You Colin Kaepernick my hits
And the public don't

mary jane addiction
Now where my lighter at?
If you got a head, then I'm inside of that
No writers block, I like to rap nigga

as a word is not what you would define him with
Yet he is my perfect imperfection
It is not just his jealous love its my addiction to what he offers to give

believe
But who fucking knows cause my mind's easily deceived
By another bottle my attention is achieved
Thinking I was better, god I'm so naive

One more

leaks
I'm sinking this creeks so thick & this reeks

What I sit in, oblique
Floor creak I lift boards

To listen and speak
I've been missing for weeks

So

Baguette, wtih the new Baguettes
Cartier, plain Jane, I'ma flood this bitch
Hurricane Katrina I'ma finna flood my wrist

Addiction to business these niggas be

The judge and the jury, you outta your jurisdiction
They fiend for your boy, I'm Janes Addiction Up north, down south to the Mason-Dixon
Right back

What can I say
You did everything right
It was too late
Too late to apologize
And you moved on
Yeah, you moved on
I'm standing here
With my broken

on the clouds
Stepping on the clouds
Even though the world is madness
I'm relieved by your side
I look deep into your eyes
And I can see your pain
As your demons

No Stephen Hawking but this the shit I think about when I'm walking
And I look around and see so much scoffing and looking down like
What the fuck is

weed so I could analyze my wet dreams
Life ain't always what it seems
It ain't always what it seems, nope
It ain't always what it, uh-uh

Eating

Do you know what he did on that cross?
He died for you, so you could be washed
He layed there with nails  in his hands
Blood dripping down
Calling

heaven permits
Sincerely yours it's your chain smoking poet
Not sure what to say so i guess i'll just end it
Part 3: judge, jury, executioner
These rhymes

the witness
I'm riding cause my riders strong the posse red and vicious
It's dirty style running wild so delicious
Self made misfits smell the grade and twist

nigga, you can ask him
Skipped the Grammys two years straight to watch wrestling (yeah)
Back to back red gel breakers, what's brackin'? (Skrrt)
Did

you by my side
You’re not perfect yea I know
You’re perfect just the way you are
Stay with me stay with me
Stay with don’t run away
You’re not perfect

damn sho'
All I need is chance (chance)
Some people deep into rap don't have hope
Sun stay shining' on me, sun stay shining' on me (aye)
Sunshine what

is different, covered by this mask
I see no looking past with this shadow overcast
Face the truth, but we can't so we make lies
Take pride, and leave

by night the nightmares
Will evolve into something so much worse than the night before
There's the night It's like a light
One moment things are fine