Taking back an oppurtunity, that ive lost so many times before, my heart has never beat so strong, and i meant what i said, (all along) If i could only
I can't explain this now, I've never been sorry (never been sorry) And I can't explain this now, I came here a soldier, With all but a purpose, Fully
And I can't explain this now, I've never been sorry (never been sorry) And I can't explain this now, I came here a soldier, With all but a purpose, Fully
'm trying to send out a call Everyone together can save the world when it falls These ain't the last days at all But I'm trying to send out a call Everyone
neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats But just livin' in the city is a
Nobody pulled a knife, nobody got done in L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to my city 'cuz I gotta lotta love Got a lotta love G A T E S, I hope
the wheels squealed and the tracks they gripped and sped My Maria got me thinking about soul in a whole new way We took a stroll got a ham and cheese
Seventeen years in the city, static clinging to the ceiling Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Never did I
of fun Because they know when it's static We gon' handle it however it come And nigga, whoever it's from sure Ain't givin' a fuck who you roll with
me Gon' be ready to roll (Ready to roll) It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid But, oh no, niggas heard the flow And wanted a piece of
me Arrest me, I told you before I wears vest's A born legend by the way of .357 I'm an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last
a nigga turned 16 Stackin' that green, sellin' dope to the dope fiends Daddy seen a scheme, thou, so it seem 'Cause he hooked a nigga up with a nickel
jams Got a big ass crib with a flow lil' fuck Got a roof all glass and that bitch split up Got a house built look like a Mercedes booth Ferrari sofa
deep blue sea Oh, it was a wonderful splash We must blend into the choir, sing a static with the whole We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a
Real) I'm an addict, addicted to static and bad habits Bringin' the magic, opposite the Nina Milli Automatic War is war, a battles' a battle, the gat'
of hypnotic And I am not in control of my body, I go robotic and blow a fuse out Homies is like you're startin to static And I'm nah that's just my swagger
