my time to run out you'd best tae your three steps and run cause My Time Will Come With mass calculations, strategic as hell time marches on to the
feel my rage? Alone in the darkness, eager to kill, I can't stand the sight of the sun THose who have wished for my time to run out you'd best tae your
bring to a mister meaner You drown in deep water, any n**** around come From the street corner, where you need your heat on ya I'm on the climb while my
a hit from my buddha blessed. Turn my hat to the back, now let's see who's the best. I like my pockets fat, never ever flat. Niggas wanna jack, my .45
all this cryin' How much more hurtin's left? When will the pain stop? This depression an' anxiety Is gonna make me show another side of me My niggas
with a grudge and keep my enemies close Memories float, nothing else to do but smoke Now I'm numb with a lump in my throat I'm scoffed up, constipated with pain
And connected with my down south niggas Here this year My nigga rap bone came to tear the club up Yo my nigga chock came to tear the club up My nigga
my hand Told me go take my revenge Killin? him won't make it go away It's only gon' bring more pain He put the gun in my hand and told Told me to go
the signs of war time One time makes strange days Now we run wild in the fields with the blade Come take a stand, my man Or end up in am of steel rain
drew raps after me comes me Stop Suction cupping you got nothing Coming But cum of burns hon. I'm doin' it For my niggas in the oak-land where I plan my
me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem Nigga things, change, dem stay the same Now watch me come up, I hustle
ghetto street corner Come on this journey, the best journey Some mansion, acres of land and swimming pools And all that, check it out I'm capable of anythin', my
[Canibus] Yo, yo If you just listen to my lyrics every day for a couple of weeks My techniques will eventually kill you just like red meat The Bhagavad
the soul in the track like my name was Otis Pain in my heart and your chance is hopeless For you to win, a change is gonna come You hear the 'suuuu?'
ME A PRO REASONS FOR FAILING TRUTH BE KNOWN I REALLY DON'T CARE TO KNOW IT'S TIME TO MOVE ON TIME TO BE GONE FAREWELL TO MY KING JUST WANT TO END THIS
in so f-a-r! Yeah! Pain is pressure That never intended to get a nigga like me! Ha-ha that's what I feel pain is! How come! When someone betters they
elevation { Player, that can leap, with the best of them} Risin' up in the 'Velt, Strong Island, New York The hood, in case you did not know my base
eighty-four, I'll never die Raps till my lungs collapse Then relax, until my knack for tracks Bring it back on time When I rhyme my rep remain Either
