da roof off One more time I hit y'all with a crime While I be in my rhyme I hear that a drop of a dime Wildin' all in my tim boots Now we stackin' mad
, it's gaining on my a** There's two types of *** predator and prey I'm a predator, I pray 3 times a day Mat Lue once said one day you'll have kids And
i'd see the day, there was no you was like being in another sad movie, couldn't get through and there are so many things that you don't know about me still in a
day on my mothers daughter My ambitions as a hustla (I won?t deny it, I won?t deny it) My ambitions as a hustla (I won?t deny it I?m a straight hustla
me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A
I've got places to go Quit slowin' me down Can we talk about the education of our children? A book is worth more than a bomb any day And remember a
bet you a drink or two that I can make you Put that lampshade on your head 'Cause since the day I left Milwaukee Lynchburg, Bordeaux, France Been makin' a fool out
shaw Got the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet 'em out As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise,
shaw Got the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet 'em out As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise, come
he cant think Without a drink but he's a player, he's a player Got to admit it, TLA, you a goddamn player To Tone-Loc, boo, ya and the man Kid Frost Y'all be out
but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake
just jumps off I taught just what to do get low, get the bail money, call up the crew you take a bullet for me, I'll take a bullet for you we'll do old
been gone for so long, I'm running out of time I need a doctor, call me a doctor I need a doctor, doctor to bring me back to life I told the world one day
in a drop GT Who would ever think I would make it out the street? My whole life around drugs and the Police Remember nights I was stuck in a jail yard
of the in crowd Here we go another day another disgrace Fall flat on my face I wish I had a bunch of money, catch a plane, head out west Still run and
I don't have time for dancing! That's just gonna have to wait a while Ain't got time for messing around And it's not my style This old town can slow
if I'da slowed down Maybe I'da been Kanye, instead of seein' gunplay But God got a plan, I'll understand one day But one day of life like a snap shot