Lyrics:
shine we're far from being stars
Cause stars fall, and disintigrate before they hit the
Asfalt, they incinerate cause we came
Not to destroy the law but
on me and I own that
Look at me I've grown up
In the gym tryna tone up
Always moved like a lone wolf
Came a long from a goner
Blazing
Working
Reason
ones
And where all the legends have gone
There was a man
Who came from north of here
He could raise his voice
And he could raise a beer
And when
the pen
There once was some freaks from L.A.
Who came to New York to play (say somethin' nasty)
They was busted by the pussy posse
And the prosecutor
Fortune, from her destined course,
Stay'd by this isle, not knowing where she lay:
For since the mate had seen at early dawn
Across a break
the hell you came to it?
Flashback to images of that night, out in Patterson
They pulled him over heading home from a gathering
And when they told him
Seen my back get swiftly stabbed by those
Who sat there in the room with me
Believe I been through it all
For every step that I took forward was a couple
the shell against her ear
And now she takes her leave
Cos there's nothing left here to believe
And she walks beneath the waves once more
She rides again
mistake its more practice and
It's all derived from my lectures
I'm a hybrid and when I get asked if I listen to rap I'd be lying if I said that I did
of niggas i had to cut off
Took couple l's and i been through a lot
Came from a hood that you easy get shot
Thats where I'm from and i miss em a lot
Easing my
the spirit of Whang Od
There's more to life then this
There's no point clinching both your fists
From tribe to tribe and villages
There's many pearls on my
stopped, that's by any means
I just want the bread like a grocery store section
I'm a run it up, came through with a mob of hecklers, yeah
We worked
midnight oil
is well and truly burned.
ANDRE
Where precisely is she now?
GIRY
I thought it best that she went home . . .
MEG
She needed rest.
RAOUL
May I
to the crash site
Made it through another last night
So proud of where we came from, show ya what me made of
Only god can save us, we are the crusaders
What
And to tell the story of where I came from
And my day-one’s and I still link up
Bless it up before we drink the cup
That’s tradition, it isn’t something I made
that's good
[Chorus]
Now I'm leaving California for the dust bowl
They took it all, there's nowhere else to go
The pastures of plenty are burning by
on the dash
For the next eight and one half years
We got paid by Cash
He took us down to Nashville
To Columbia studio
Not knowing where we came from
on the dash
For the next eight and one half years
We got paid by Cash
He took us down to Nashville
To Columbia studio
Not knowing where we came from
menial and degrading job
And built myself up so I could get it to where I owned it
I went from having somebody managing me
To me hiring the person that
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
bring it back to Respond/React to this
Hey yo, I'm just a lyricist, a chemist of the hemp
The beat pimp, the ill Philly resident
That's far from
as a mulatto from out of Morocco
We not yo, ordinary Joes in the game
We like Hannibal of Spain But more spiritual trained
Heard the horns like Coltrane more
Fighting anxiety too many problems to face as a youngin
Come from a city where niggas a snake you
I'm feeling like twista adrenaline rushing
Niggas be
of ties more than plenty of times but it's one thing for certain
Can't put nothing past nobody never know when there's a serpent
Can't be too blind to see
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