was for the better things in life - somethin I felt I deserved Nobody else gon' feed me, I'd be kicked to the curb Buy my mom a castle and land deep in
war that's instore My physical's on a world tour, my brain is wagin war in the urban Send the blocks stacked like castles They call them project housin
'bout Lick a throw now, how 'til death I kick a bone out Why pursue for folk object? My record will be barkin' all through your broke project Yes, my
of havoc and song This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you There's lotsa hateful skeletons locked in the closet of my castle of Grayskull I'm possum
A mountainous fontaine, Spinnin and monsoonin Grinnin its high octane This worlds out wacky Rollin down the hills cause lifes a hassle Encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle
nigga just came off tour Mister Mister Rainman, I'm makin it pour I 'member when I used to have to play that hard Apartment 5B, Forrest Projects y'all
throne, niggaz follow my lead Save your breath for crownin me King of N.Y. I'm the one and only Godfather, one through three Pardon me, but I was raised in the projects
Prospect Straight out the projects A forest, where they kill for mils and they blast the steel But I'm from murda murda Castle Hill I got a big ass burner
to live it I'm putting money on they books so they can ball in prison And feel the spirit of a boss, duel pipe exhaust All we know is the floss, I'm cocaine castling
the apple seed it's useless (I sat for greed) patched for boredom crafts a castle out of toothpicks (I sat to breath) I breath to hard nearly metamorph castle
s not negotiation And it's frustratin to look at, every day Like watchin a porno, on 56-K Biohazard labs instead of store rooms What's next motherfucker, projects
Master Yoda, She said "Oh I, can't believe it, it's a miracle! " It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a spherical object, Hovering hi-tech right out the projects
Coat shopping, lochness, smothered up, god damn Boo living it good, Aspen, the color of wood On the outside, vibe is good Knowing I'm hood, I should, escape project
nothing While a hypocritical humanity sends frozen kisses to a tortured people lawn-mowing the endless mind of different thoughts projected by clean white coats in a castle
my sunrise, and my sunset, but when night falls but the music, your my sunrise, (cascades of color slip right through your hands) and my sunset, (the castles
ya wack crew, like work on a tattoo Keep ya MC hidin' like a worm in an apple Go and built your club house 'cause I'm earnin' a castle and I ain't goin
Lugers On tour dates, stashin mad work in milk crates Rock groups get smacked, speakers dropped, on they back Some damage I'm raw, kid the blood is on your kneecaps Let's get scuffed up, your castle