become of him There's not a kid out here who can make me believe I should postpone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve Whole bar full of cups and you
Tell me with afection in your voice That you never really had a choice Place on me the burden of the best Offer me the future and take it back Show me
I took a walk with my basket full of goodies Outside my boundaries With my red hoodie on I found a forest and it led to a valley Sooner or later All the
(C'mon) So don't fuck around with them Ryde or Die niggas (Let's go) So we speakin', all I know your face will be leakin' I rap full time and still
like snitches out there droppin' dimes, Get yo' shit drawers up out my hamper, the survivalist represent the next black panther [Dee] I hang with blacks and you hang
the lake Listen now you don't understand That's not the point of Christmas land Now pay attention we pick up an over sized sock And hang it like this
When I'm in one of those moods I can give a fuck I mean cool, run and bungie jump off the fuckin' roof I hear voices calling me, givin' me fits Singing
this little room With nothing left to hold onto Her life is in a little box She's wonderin will it ever stop The life of a stripper [Female voice] I
A world full of pollution a shit infested sea We'll make our own solutions take 'em down make 'em see You can't dump in the ocean waste from your endless
got to get out i've got to go we've got to be one voice how many lives will be taken today how many times will we just look away how many voices cry
Who practiced what I preached Love it or leave it I'll give you the choice But it'll snow in hell Before I lower my voice I live it, I breathe it I gotta have more It's full
answers One nation, beware Can't tell the difference Between myth and man Or what's necessary Or where I should stand So do we do now? Raise our voices
Across the sea, the sea of love And when it's dark I rise above Move slowly through the quiet air I hear your voice, it takes me there Call my name aloud
we all just came to party picture perfect for the paps, just pose and when we start going in this club you gon' start comin' off them clothes [Diddy] My cup is half full
began to subside And they sounded like background singers And a voice come down from the heavens above It was a voice full of anger from the Old Testament And a voice full
that shaq made of mils But did you know that shaq made of steel Feel me! No matter what I do the billy it's gone flourish Big **** just like a bus full
But dwellin' on it only makes the night worse Now I'm poppin Vic's, perks and Methadone pills Yeah 'em, tight verse, you killed it Fuckin' drug dealers hang
watch out sucka now I got ya where I want ya Onslaught comin and I'm packin in my lunch a Buncha missle launchers 'n a buncha contra Ban-van full of ganja