Lyrics:
To carefully follow the old man
And stay closely by his side
For on this night can one deny
The gift of a more sympathetic eye
To cast upon our fellow
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
trying to waste our time
I aint trying to waste no time
I ain't trying to waste my time
I don't wanna waste your time
I ain't trying to waste our time
I
as a time of heartbreak and distress
Remember me, remember me, cause I'll be with you in your dream, ohh,ohh
Don't cry I'm with you don't cry I'm by your side
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One day, I was tryin to be myself
The same day this thug say, "You gotta come hard!"
Nigga, times is hard, I'm tryin' hard to make it
(yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
If this is your first time hearin' this
You are about to experience something so cold, man
We never had nothin' handed
Took
And them same damn people turned fake (same damn people turned)
I admit it was so hard to focus (focus)
I didn't go to classes
I admit that I dropped out
Do you remember we were sitting there by the water?
You put your arm around me for the first time
You made a rebel of a careless man's careful
protection for the boss
Rollin` in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless
Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin` it`s useless
And my crew, who could
hope for peace
for our children,
for our country,
for our world,
for our future,
oh, John, let's hope for peace,
let's hope for peace.
Peace -
peace,
Things that we're seein' on the news is insane
Every time I turn it on somebody's been slain
One man's loss is another man's gain
Hard to believe we
my truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built
my truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built
shit boomin' when the times right (Yeah)
When the time's right (Yeah)
So I've been working hard all day and night
I just wanna give the fam a better
about 9
I'm thinkin bout 18
Man its my time
To pop up on the scene
And show my fuckin neckless
Come down the boulevard, straight up wreck it
In
just say goodbye
I know that it's hard not to cry
But what's the point in wasting time
It's time to move on with our lives
So when you leave just say
Anderson/Howe
The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes.
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems.
And space between the focus
all the time
All the time
I be mackin' like all the time
All the time man
Girls be choosing me all the time
All the time
But, if she ain't going down,
of something terrifying
'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of consistence
on the mic and bless the M-I-C
Ayio, but I'mma pass it off to my man Six-Nine
Kick it one time
Hey, yo, Six-Nine a true to life nigga
Yo, my style is
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
by
For moseying back in dreams where
Seeing us lost and scared
He put his hand on our shoulders
And pointed us to the temple across town
gauge cartridge from out I man shotty, from
Cairo, Egypt right back to Angola, gal dem a Spain and Portugal and Hispaniola
Them blowin' up the minutes
hardened me
And this time, even my heel is protected
This song is my armour and my weapons
And with them
I’ll win over time itself
I will Immortalize our
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