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of the street
No surrender, no retreat, my niggas rollin' with heat (woo)
You'll know my stees, I spark trees, under palm trees
Feel a breeze, and fees, in
things on a leap of faith
Please trust me once and never cry again.
Hold my hand
We can this slowly
And see where it might lead
Going into
Going into
they can't knock my faith
These fuckers can't knock my fate
These numbers can't buy my place
With hundreds I'll cop that plane
Catch me going in in
thing
I've channeled all my life
Don't believe me? Ask my wife
The saints have marched in
We're here now
The saints have marched in
Don't call us holier
the whip start lashing[01:02.81]Strikes caught your back, have you wrapped up in plastic like geotrackers[01:06.57]You should look down your path cause wrath
or her
The mean lazy bus driver
Or the post lady without a pen
Exasparated by the fact we don't have a pen implantend into our palm
Even they have
a little take my wife
Hannah Montana told me, "life's what you make it"
So I thought, "what do I wanna make of life?"
I wanna get on stage, do the hip hop
and counting
How many breaths is that?
How many times have I held you?
Maybe you held me back
I come to God with my crises
I'm in the doctor's chair
He wants my
being put through
It's just time to pay the price
For not listening to advice
And deciding in your youth
On the policy of truth
Let me take you
need to hear right now
They said
Have some faith
And you'll never have to suffer
It's never gonna be a fair fight
Just pray to whatever you believe right
that
I'm the only one who can make a change
Air in my lungs
I got what it takes
I don't need someone
To let me great
I'm great
Spring of 93'
A little
more spiritual
She God in the physical
And it's only natural to pray for a little you
Musical so she played the umbilical chords
So her daughter was
I care too much, when most care too little
I'm scared not to care, yeah I'm caught up in the middle
Been weighing me down this life can be such
this storm won’t pass on by
I must remember to learn how to smile
Yeah I have to try and make it to the beach
Even if it takes me a while
I don’t know if
from your heart
Keep your faith in now
Cuz where lays passion
Talent
Ain't often far off
And loving provides
Perseverance
And let that be a currency
Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place
We'll make a kid but that's selfish
Pretending that you're loc'in but you're broken, let me get you open
Now little Timmy got his diploma and little Jimmy got life
And Tamika 'round the corner
Niggas ain't have or function like me
Hundred grand chain, you ain't icy like me
R.I.P. to my nigga G-Baby
Got a gun seat behind me like my name Jay-Z
Faith and I still got me some breath
To breathe boy life is good
In any event I’m plenty content of my sins
I repent, then give me the rent
And try
the artists do on their albums[01:18.46]You know, they—they have this outro to provide a little insight[01:24.65]A little background on how the album came
league, she's been outta my league
Baby I understand if you don't want me
Maybe she's just too out of my league
Blowing in the breeze smoking on the palm
if it's live gotta make more for me
Hook:
Things have been a little hazy
Clearing the smoke in the wind elements been a little grainy
Passing
of that
And a little bit of this, get off my dick
I'm in your hood, you ain't got no ticket
I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could kick it
Take a hit
Livin' in the darkness, grippin' my world
I'm not gon' choke myself or these pearls
Little nicknames, you had reigns of my brain
I remember days you drove
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