and macks But now we got the young bucks trying to jack It's a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked Got you for your watch, your link, and your green
your shit bubble quietly And then you blow Hey keep your cool The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand Then you play your cards Then he through
that staircase And your projects up in Queens with no budgets nothin' but dreams I consume me a couple of Beams now I'm feelin' like life is wonderful
up the booty Lickin' all the right holes, bolsterin' the payroll Why reduce life to a dollar amount per day? Why let the world think this is the American way Your uneaten greens
online On a webisode like's let's go let em' know That I put up the footage that I'm taking your shine Wanna see the real change? Look in your mind Your
the t's can you cross them for me? You can try and put your crosses on me, I watch hate - I got shooters that are watching for me. (RIFF) PROFESSOR GREEN
, It will be gold and green and true, And I'll learn to love my new discovered proof, I'll be grateful for this day, I will be grateful for each day to
It will be gold and green and true And I?ll learn to love my new discovered proof I?ll be grateful for this day I'll be grateful for each day to come
should be thankful And your carelessness, it is something awful And no, I can't just let you go And though your father's name is known Your decisions now are yours
and make some First you crawl before you walk First you think before you talk I found in life that you wear a hard hat Protect your mind and bad things
G: Don't be no fool A: Don't lose your temper G: And keep your cool A: Follow your heart G: And not your friends A: And some of your friends G
ain't got no time (No time on these streets, everybody's hungry and trying to eat) In the city of gold (Everybody's out for their own, it's hot round 'ere even when your
the homie some love,im back with an athem,homies trow your hands up,girls are dancing,you question my coast imma answer the lowridas imma try of this sticky green
name in your books Seem like every time I slap on my Starter cap And step for a breath of fresh air I end up fillin' up a questionnaire "What's your
though you young fucks got the game all wrong this is my life, man, this ain't no song! you ain't livin' your rhymes out, you live at your mom's house
know what? I may not live to see a brand new day Ooh, baby Don't let the green grass fool ya Don't let it change your mind It may be greener on the
the line Tow the line Wake up, your time is nearly over No more the supernova No action guaranteed Wake up you've had an operation Ideals above your
I was ballin' i probably make tears I'm trying to get clear I'm tryna quit fear who wrote the scripts here these kids live there whole life just killing time