rises to her apology anybody else would surely know he's watching her go what a fool believes he sees no wise man has the power to reason away what
Translation: Self. What A Fool Believes.
a bus nigga mill stack (yeah) So she love me So I fuck her right From the floor, no ceilings What a hella sight Harley Davis is a nigga bike Eleven-hundred
your Luchi at? I know where that poochy's at, you boochie ass Pretty boy, you was a fag I think he a fuckin' whiteboy I'm a motorcycle I was born to
what that is, couple a bodies under my belt, and with mad kids, for self protecta, don't know, bitch, and keep my hands on a-little-a bit a solo shit,
raw fuck what u heard and you read about us Just believe what you saw Till I die, I'm down to ride in the war When you niggas get serious Let a nigga
start to fuck up Steady callin' his shots, but steady leavin' a trail So sit back peep my game, I got a story to tell I came from a gang with niggaz
here, my story remains the same I ain't changed a bit, I speak words of pain From a frozen heart, lost what's left to lose I'm alone and what I promise
the right things and let the Huey New out Pharrell what these n-ggas talkin' bout? Two man Big Pun, a one man Slaughterhouse A two album Jay-Z, a one
Jesus 'cuz for me he did die Curiosity killed the catechism Understanding and wisdom became the rhythm that I played to And became a slave to master self A
a joint, good music and room to breathe Those that doubt Com' will soon believe Can't judge the weave, my lady had one I'm more like a fool for soul
believe in yesterday what's a black beetle anyway, a ...roach I guess thats why they got me sitting in f-cking coach but God said I need a different approach
one time? And unwind and chill, with Cypress Hill Huh, I go on with my bad self I?m the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker Believe me not, I?m
on, I'm waitin on ya I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it You bitch you Say whodie, you won't believe what happened to me A nigga all in my spot
world, stranded on Uranus With Coke and a dollar bill stems and crack capsules Take a blast fool but we trap up crews, it's natural Like soybean, burn like a
things ain't always what they seem or cracked up to be Like all these fakin' ass rappers in this industry Talkin' 'bout what they got and they ain't got a