thrown Come on, yo for all my dogs gettin wild Come on, yo yo for all the shorties on the prowl Come on, yo yo for all the soldiers on the streets Come
world is becoming colder everyday Face the hollow point in me The hollow point in my soul once again I bleed no tears I feel no sorrow I reborn through hate When I hold
don't hate players, I don't love the game I'm the shot clock, way above the game To be point blank with you, mother fuck the game I got all this work on me
see Knee-deep, trudging along The seagull weeps; "so long" I'm humming a threshing song Until the night is over Hold on! Hold on! Hold your horses back
RUIN IT YOU'LL HOLD IT AGAINST ME INEVITABLY CONSEQUENTLY tell me what am i wearing when you think of me? this ought to be embarassing you- not me oh
had the guts to save you Would you have the poise and grace to And these conversations that take a little bit from you And a lot from me your right There
your brain gone fishin' like Walter Mosley? There's an MC that can hold me, supposedly? No one could come close to me, only the family really know me
the top Fresh rhymes and a razzamatazz Smooth power and grace and mucho pizzazz Good looks and charm and personality You punch it in your calculator, and it adds up to me
there, getting theirs but getting 'nuttin They probably can't spell love only more production That suction, pointing out core corruption But I'm obstructing their laws (So what's up then) Hit me
carried away on the crest of a wave Baby don?t go away, come here? And there?s kids playing guns in the street And ones pointing his tree branch at me
up on you with guns, snatchin papers Outlined body chalk, is how they would scrape ya From off the pavement, I hate gettin locked up cause that upstate bus reminds me
don't end, I'm damn sure gon' fake it The way I see it, mmm, sexual In the gunfight, two on three, you on me Dawg, I got shit to make the world shake
I found she was holding my hand And ushering me through an evening the elders had planned. Marie, Marie Flore, I will always remember Your eyes, your smile and your grace
me Fighting expectations of where I think my life should be Selfishly I forget so quickly Let me never forget Lord break me in humility Some sort of amazing grace on me
and fellatio. The soul of a man's career on your Casio, Control your battle drones and fly you off the patio, Everybody wants money off the microphone, So they can just?and drop a Viper on
'll never grow into herself And it's OK thinking me and all my friends are just wasters But saying that I can still see through her heirs and graces I
themselves you gotta move on, move on, move on, move on move on, move on, move on, move on man move on, move on, move on, move well then move on, move