O Holy night The stars are brightly shining It is the night Of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world In sin and error pining Till He appeared And
O holy night the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and
this be boy you gotta be blind to sell more records than me boy I can't complain boy don't say my name boy I'm like a run away slave I'm off the chain
I'm going through changes But I felt the same way a long time ago It's this time or never I will make it stronger than ever before Some are slaves behind
up and stop crying And stop all that wining Bitch ass nigga you need to buy yourself some business And quit askin' all them motherfucking questions Ain't no slaves
my last bounce Tell you what, get a beat tape and a half ounce They got me where I can't be without my large gat Teflon long sleeve, and my hardhat Don
I've got respect from the community I've got my bridge game to look forward to I've got this chance, a golden opportunity As long as I keep doing what
music for the slaves that the youth is missing this is more than just my road to redemption Malcolm West had the whole nation standing to attention as long
la la Dance through the night from sublime to extreme Lift your voices high from a whisper to a scream You hang your head down low like a slave to the
make (oh, ya) I get so mad that I could slap her actin like she Cleopatra (ya ya, hey) ain't no need to ask she's a slave to the money and I'm the master
souvenirs Of a love I thought was true Your memory is chained to me I can't escape from you There is no end, I can't pretend That dreams will soon come true A slave too long
move At your command I can be your slave And dance all night if you demand You make me lose my mind And I can't take it any longer I feel the power that
me move at your command I can be your slave and dance all night if you demand You make me lose my mind And I can't take it any longer I feel the power
And everything on TV just a figment of imagination I don't want no plastic nation Read that like a Hatian While you muthafckers waiting I be off the slave
was fly class of 2000 at Trezvant High I had gold like whoa! I just wanted to be A fucking lawyer but that was to long for me Never knew I'll rob with
slave Runaway, runaway slave Runaway, runaway slave Runaway, runaway slave Runaway, runaway slave Runaway, runaway slave Runaway, runaway slave Runaway
, Clayton Savage and Easy Mike And going down in the books is the king of the night So if you're ever in a battle, i'm a make you my slave And i'm a give
Come on, yeah I like to take this opportunity to thank everybody Who been riding with me so far, it's a been a long journey But they say your life's path