The people are in constant fear Of a Trojan War The vehicle that's supposed To free us is just an whore Listen , I gotta call 'em Like I see 'em Even if it means They'll sanction my per diem The angels will thank me In the streets when I see 'em.. Saying', there he go but I wouldn't wanna be him
The soul in the puppet in show The drums & trumpet knows Who flows when this show Can be so predictable I'm down to my last string Wait..
How can that be I guess the kush really Didn't hurt my memory I kill em all Now I smile for courtesy For the world to see Its about c.r.e.a.m But only dead fish Follow the stream I had some setbacks Come up for a come back You Lion to kings Barry Sanders the way I run that Now bump that I'm in point like a thumb tack Rappers talk a whole lot of shit Here's a tick tack I'm sorry mama can't lie to the youth Stay away from weed & drugs & only shoot at the hoops 'Cause they don't care about you
Don't get it twisted me either 'Cause they can get super ugly I give the fire some ether I'm Moses when they attack the block Belly of the beast So sincere back to the motherland Fuck these streets A misfit on this sickfit We throwing alley oops Cause we putting on a clinic More tracks than Olympics With good energy its all physics Young Casper with bad brothers But good spirits Fuck with my lyrics I type it in just in case you ain't hear it NiggaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
