Lyrics:
check, won't ever bounce like my daddy did
But I'm glad he did cause it made me strong
Made me help somebody with this song
Paint the picture of my life
in the chamber
Moms say my days are numbered cause I live wrong
Even scarface made a song, gangstas really don't live long
I'm tryin to live to a rock
When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood
Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast
Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body
Lost faith in the father
Lost faith in myself
Lost faith in what I see
Lost faith, I'm giving in
Giving up
Lost faith in the trust
Broken promises I
in my abdomen
Camouflage fatigues, and daishikis
Somewhere in between N.W.A. and P.E.
I'm black like Steve Biko
Raised in the ghetto by the people
Fuck
locksmith
Raised in the jungle, you would think I'm adopted
By some gorillas, monkeys or chimpanzees
Bare tings ah gwan as I creep through the backstreets
you better learn how to add
It's mathematics
(The Mighty Mos Def)
(It's simple mathematics)
(Check it out)
(I revolve around science)
(What are
remember what I told you
We don't never fold won't stop 'till my dreams come true
Yea I'm back bitch, back with an attitude
Chip all on my shoulder 'cause
feelings
In the A.M
Cause by the P.M
Yeah they'll probably go away
You gonna tell me
Just how much you love me
Then watch how we turn it to hate
I'm out
do
These are the letters that I never wanted to write
But this might be just what I need to better my life
Now with that said, I'm hanging by a thread
Ya best upthreat 'cause it gets better yet
I'm that deft intellect, them boy they don't pent
So who requested Wu-Tang on the set (it's the RZA)
What
does it handle sanctions?
The routing ain't private
If enough nodes are established
By establishment players
With well funded channels
What's hacker
(Yeah)
A duffle of trouble you know what I'm sayin'
You know what I'm sayin' man we ain't playin'
The bars are nutty the flow is insane (skee skee)
Sauce
Maine Way
Twenty one years of my life, I’m still living on
R.I.P. to everyone who couldn’t live it all
I stress myself way too much thinking how I
niggas keep makin' me sneeze
If them out for blood then I'm makin' 'em bleed
You try to run and I'm breakin' your knees
I made 'em fall like I'm rakin'
Said, "Honey, you had best take care.
The world is made of spider webs
The threads are stuck to me and you
Be careful what you're wishing for
'Cause when
I'm killing him tonight
You losing limbs tonight
R.I.P. that pshh
See me? I'm a top tier writer
Know I made the cut like I was Zack Snyder
Ghana in my
that shit, got shards up in my skin
Blood all in my vision, not letting no-one in
Back to the door and tears all down my face
What I gotta do to escape
nobody shit
I'm a hood nigga, but I'm mothafuckin' rich
And I'm ridin' in that Rolls Royce 'cause I made it
And this family shit done got crazy
For
back
You can vaguely see the vision
I was told the top is lonely but the ground is lethal
Yeah, I'm the shit and I wanna be rich, uh
Big dreams you can
full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead
Let's peel their caps back
The cars
Yea, you know what it is Mayne
H-Star coming thru
Don't catch yourself sleeping on me,
Playing dumb you ignorant fuck
Third Coast born so I'm
Glory
Living in this life, I wonder if I'm gonna fly
And if the birds are in the sky, singing maybe I can try
(If I had a dream)
Reign & Glory
that Chi-Town made me
That's how my daddy raised me
That glittering may not be gold
Don't let nobody play me
If you are my homeboy
You never have
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