I'm sorry, look what they've done to me Left my love behind to suit their fantasies I'm dying, why won't they just let me be? I once was carefree, now
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh I don't want to be a rap dude no more Nigga Yo, come back with that gangsta shit pa you're fraudulent G's bang it out homeboy
Tell me why, why you wanna cry? Tell me why, why you wanna cry? Tell me why, why you wanna cry? Tell me why, why you wanna cry? Nobody's crying on for
Nobody move, nobody get hurt Nobody move, nobody get hurt Nobody move, nobody get hurt Nobody move and nobody get hurt Nobody move, nobody get hurt Nobody
Perverted Monks style '99 Style, know what I'm sayin? Comin at cha, this how we do Paraplegic, my fightin stance too strategic No shadows on my kicks
Cradled in the womb of the metropolis, dodging hell swarm Vision of going to heaven, nothing can stop this Although I'm optimistic, balance it with being
Yo, go straight rockin' it Hit the block with it, chess boxin' it If I can't shoot it, I ox it And I'm reppin' for Brooklyn, tools in my rocket Broke
I put my ears to the streets and got hostile A-F-U, I'ma show you my style All the ladies get buck and show me your style You wanna ride with king of
Pure microphone magic Carving up MC's, straight up torch their weak embellishments Getting it, put it on Dirty download gigolo with the illest flow Yeah
is priceless Nemesis, bringer of disaster With more moves than the Tai Chi Master Killa and I get illa, cerebral warlord My name's Afu-Ra, step too
You know I'm like a hop, skip and jump from slappin' you senseless Perverted monk on this mic, you feel the sentence Hot vernacular scorch just like incense
Rap stack, spectacular with the vernacular Stealth from a killing spree, they call be Blackula Step back, get your neck fractured by the rapture Get choked
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too If you wanna pop the bubb', give me a clue If you wanna rock the ice and your style is tight Well, you gotta
I'm a problem child, I'm my own worst enemy No matter what happens in life, precise and nothing scares me Even the bombs is exploding all around me I
The key is self mastery, mentally and physically Escapin' dramas, plaguin' the world, it's never easy, G Society is straight up, set out to hurt you Indirectly
samples: "Now here in the studio.. where its all knuckles and know how.. but when that red light goes off.. just a friendly word of advice.." [Afu-Ra
come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me It's picture perfect, blaze your mind like it's chronic 'Cause M.O.P. and afu-ra, shits bionic
Fuck playin' games, I start takin' names Shake ya frame, time to start payin' Kane Don't make me have to take it there and start sayin' names Give you