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Lately

Ikeman

The Ghetto Strikes Back

2002

I'm living greater
I sipp the tuss don't give a fuck
Got young ass niggaz looking up to us
I set for the lick why'all bring the drugs
Know what I

On Somebody's Mind  
lyrics & music: Cyndee  Peters  2020 All rights Worldwide

If you don't hear from me
Please pray for me
Often said by a good

Vv bling on my rays (My rays)
Them keys pinged by aries (Aries)
(Young Aries In The Cut Nigga)

225 On dash I can't relax 
I'm riding high
I swerve

now
And I ain't even in my prime
But it's my time
Watch a young nigga shine, Aye
(Yeah) Man this started in the 8th grade (8th grade)
I decided to be

on these old hands
There isn't dirt on my old boots
I've been going all of my life
And I think it's time I get things right
I pray to God that freedom reigns

Stand
Nah you wouldn't understand
It's hard being young from the slums
Nah you wouldn't understand

Guns, the drugs are blue as your bravery

to answer the calling
Living by Faith where sins dont get hauled in
Idolatry, heresies, envying, know I been through these
Drunkenness and revelings in time

they air Cass'
My passion grows
Sorry I gotta crash your goals
You a movie star? Well when they see the way
I cook him tonight
It'll be the last time

somethin ain't got time for holdin out
You can do it later, but imma do it now
Have a old head ask a young nigga how?
No procrastination ain't no waitin do

ride with me
Would you still roll side by side with me
If i lost the plot and went all nuts tell me now
Would you still pray for me
Would you still have

on the prize
Focused on the future got no time for the lies
Just a young rebel with a dream on the rise
Food for my thoughts want my piece of the pie
Speak from

God, not by the Church
As my power is divine

They thought I was too young to rule the land
Just as they failed to understand
Born to rule
My time has

Got a new Nine, bet it leave your mouth wide
Leave you hogtied, burnin' on a campfire
Before I leave the crib, I pray to God I won't die
I know

somebody
Why you don't wanna pay homage
Niggas been the same 2 times
We on a come up 
We on a come up
We on a come up

Young nigga just want that cash
If

wrongs
Ain’t got time for the snakes so tell them leave me alone
Imma die by myself with my name on that stone
I been fucked over so many times my heart

in the sea, I got sauce I'm like tarter
Wild nigga had a threesome with the mother and the daughter
Joe Montana, Steve Young, who gon throw the bullet

Jayza grab the mic
Great Scott
I'm ahead of my time
I came far can't stop
Or fall behind
I ain't the type
That just waits by the side
Watching the world

you were in middle school
Our tag team became two individuals
And when your grandpa died I should of been there
But I was young, dumb, and lost

the quiz
Support past 10
Pray I don't bend
Haters get fucked 
By the new Steve Wynn 
Loose like juice 
Pouring up some gin

Who Run the Game
Too much drip

Hola, hola como esta
Let me put a flame to the beat by speaking all of these palabras
Yeah who dis kid man be go by Adrian Prince
Just a lost boy

dig you still

I musta fallen in too deep right now I'm trying to get back
Gotta put in work man I don't believe in luck
Success a time bomb I'm just

Ayy, Look, Step back, I just hit the lay up
I guess it's time that I finally lift my head up (Yeah)
I just pray to the Lord that they get they bread

at me and they see the next Mandela
Or Steve Biko
I'm a fucking hero
I built my family up by myself with no stina, yeah
My home is built with love,

of Wolverhampton Faces
Dread Lester on the sound
I pray I did you proud
Good, Good
Good
Good Die Young
An you were good as they come
Head full of wisdom
A beacon