my soul out of my silent mouth, 'Cause life is a war, and i've had enough, I gaze upon disturbing thoughts, The disturb not a cell in my mind, I am drawn
Translation: Public General. A World Of My Own.
wonder if a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' in this world Where nobody don't give a damn but I'm still a man Got us all programmed
a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don't give a damn But I'm still a man Got a soul program I'ma pump
10,000 miles every morning Thinkin' about Mike and my moment of glory Tell 'em more I drink water 20 gallons a pop And I can throw a Volkswagon a whole
had a choice for a higher voice But I have to say I'm glad to be a man Since this is what I am Sigmund freud may have a crisis With his own identity
to own you Ownin the labels , stations, jails and cemeteries Thug life Turnin hip hop into a one stop shop Somebody behind Makin up your own damn mind Signed , sealed delivered In a
people will look upon my attitude and sentiments and look for hypocrisy and hatred in my words. My revolution is born out of love for my people, not
rap industry. But the major label super powers treat the underground like the 3rd world. When they need new assets, new artists to prostitute a side-ins and put on a
about how fucking strange the day had been so far, I was in my own little world when a hand was placed on my chest, And a guy said "Look out, there's
of a Microphone Patriot I did it for my Fathers; I did it for my Mothers and my Brothers I did it for the world to discover The head of a Lion, the legs
If a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don't give a damn But I'm still a man Got a soul program I'ma
wonder If a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don't give a damn But I'm still a man Got a soul program
