on my level They can't stop me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em
that your in/ i wana save all the cheerin but im pissed like urine/ what is telegraphic, tell a spy, tell a lie/ tell the feds the revolution this time
on my level they can't Stop me or drop me nigga they got me f**k naw Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em
out of control Is the beginning of the end right now? Let me know Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk?
time I talk I'm confused by my psychological set backs In the storm watching out through the wet cracks Looking for heaven off in all the wrong places I've given up so all
name, Jones, One Eye, Capo Status All the above mother****** It's Dipset Byrd Gang we born to fly Y'all know the rules, fall back or fall back Somebody tell
Konvict?Konvict?Konvict Feel This One Kon Please Tell Me It?s over Verse 1 [Styles P] I?m in the streets where the soldiers stay You can talk about
Don King everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter, Sean Combs and Connery all in one whoever told you sky
rises to the sky And then the rain will come right before the sun shines So let go and move on What we were is now undone My tears have all dried It
in the sky Burning just for you and I We don't need to over think this Nothing's gonna to bring us down Show them what we're all about All the way,
her, yeah, all funny in the eye She said, ?C'mon boy, tell me what you're thinking Now don't be shy? He said, ?Alright I'll try? ?All the stars up in
Prodigy] Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all
'all can tell, don't matter where I'm at Born and bred in the streets of New York, New York It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk I travel abroad
sayin' they gone help me and still be bluffing So if you ain't gonna hate on me, don't tell me nothing Heard you lyin' on me, little man, better tell
before the sun shines So let go and move on What we were is now undone My tears have all dried It's your turn now to cry You're losing your love and
Speak your mind, just speak your mind Speak your mind, speak your mind Gave me a call after workin' all day Tell you, "Head on over, over to my place
kids and show 'em At elementary schools, the day of show and tell We didn't come to show, more like we came to tell Tell 'em how to keep it strong or