thought would last Looking back I remember the day when I was satisfied with life's routine. Things would always go my way, and I was blind to reality
I thought would last Looking back I remember the day when I was satisfied with life's routine. Things would always go my way, and I was blind to reality
enough'll solve your problems Too much'll kill ya And when I leave I always come right back here The young spitter that everybody in rap fear Alotta y'all
and no sticker U Ak got my back and we don't get no thicker Eighty-Seven got my back and we don't get no thicker Chicago got my back and we don't now
No lights so I can hardly see And all despite, screaming rescue me, rescue me Who u trust in can u believe The devil owns this reality And all despite
ya come back again Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger - That I'm ever gonna let ya come back again Ease back, ease back Ease back, ease back
Mos Def] Yo, you fucked up in the game now It's Big Black, Mr. Chairman of the Mau Mau I hear the world in all-black surround sound Barricaded so you
rowdy We don?t represent out west we signifyin? We showin? out And we about to tell y?all, what it?s all about So as I ease back from this microphone
turn rough cats to cringers Make him surrender is car and legal tender Sunshine on time, manifest all time 'tween beams Because I study all true reality
it, If u gave me your trust, I wouldn't of broken it, I shoulda helped you out, back in 97', Shit I wouldn't of let u go I woulda made your life heaven
yo, word up man Aiyyo what up with them Queens niggaz man! Hey, fuck you, what? What the fuck, what? Think they killers or somethin' man Ay fuck you
the media Seems to now have a retirement plan for ex-military officials As if their opinion was at all unbiased A machine shouldn't speak for men So shut the fuck
wish i could bring you back somehow and show u we all love u and we're still very proud of all the things that you've done and all the things that you
down So all you muthaphukkaz can kiss my black ass now And fuck all that cryin' all night Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life Yeah, and
So all you muthafuckaz can kiss my black ass now And fuck all that cryin' all night Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life Yeah, and now
You bomb me, I bomb you This is Sadam, too Pastor sucka, U.S Marines Army, Navy all the same team It's not a dream, it's reality Mis-educated, to all
his head black All those he drove his next destination of home Suddenly sniped from civilization Reality starts to set in, his last thoughts Flashin back to where it all
