at? Where he shop at and dress at? Know he got dough, where does he live? Is he still in the bridge? Does he really know how ill that he is? Got all
he shop at and dress at? Know he got dough, where does he live? Is he still in the bridge? Does he really know how ill that he is? Got all of y'all
on borrowed time But life is what you make it Thank God I was so inclined To accept my Lord and Savior When the good news sunk in He paid a heavenly
start from scratch I'm locked and I'm trapped in a giant cage Tryin to savior these few dyin days I have left, to the form of flesh.. Should I lie in
I was hot steppin' in my Nike M sneaker You didn't know I was an MC beater, defeater Giving the MC a sleeper I'm in to win fairly I'm not a cheater
I admit when I was young shit I had a job That was cool at first but I had to get paid A 150 dollars a week must think I'ma slave Maybe that's the reason
a civilized man, a weak woman Subconsciously be planting a fed inside children Allow me to explain my cause Who I B E R E, Double T A, N I N E A.k.a K I
Talib Kweli-Verse 1 Im not a human being into no spirtual shit, a Spiritual being manifested as a human that's it When I spit I spray thoughts that
or whatever Picture me buyin' this scam I said "never" You in tune to a Hard Truth soldier spittin' I stay committed gives a fuck to die or lose commission It's all a
the floor Similar to that of a dinosaur, I told you I'm the rap Predator You insist to imitate, what for? Superstar niggaz is ten percent real, ninety percent invented For a
You try to sit but their ain't know spaces The floor is a desert, a party oasis I know your on the tip for the rhyme I just did And here's a little taste
' be okay now What I'm about to say, "A couple of family members is gon' hate me" But I'ma let you know what's been goin' on lately Now you know since
me, you know how them primitives get I said "Get off my dick I ain't a savior" I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava Four simple things
hillbilly, gorilla, he mentally illy Still is he, actually, really killed me, billy All that stuff you heard about me, is probably true Heard I got the AIDS virus, I
ain't blasphemy, but artilery is my strategy I hope for a higher power when i look at all these tragedies [Chorus] [Verse 3] oh what a miracle, angels and demons but the only miracle is
-GA! I'm a Roc-A-Fella What nigga for Roc-A-Fella shit I will rock a fella Dame! (God damn Beans I got this let me talk my shit one time) No we the illest
is I stand behind mine Everything I do I'm a man behind mine I'm not a angel I'm sure but every night before I lay I drop my knees to the floor and
