exactly what you need and what you've always wanted what you've always wanted to be. Your glory torn tales and my brave war stories of useless wants and pointless worries and
keep us Runnin' and runnin' faster But I ain't runnin' from ya I'm runnin' at ya And my posse's thick About a mil strong Too late to make up now 'Cause
And I'm in every single slot and you're not, aw I'm the logo on that Dallas Cowboys helmet, a star And I'm not about to sit back and just keep rhymin
will find that acceptance in return When you've been trimmed by like edges Thrown just aside and wilt and spit at each other From a distance with constant
some time And I'm glad that I gave it to him 'cause now everything's fine Now you see I never thought you'd be A constant person in my life And I don
midnight Praying for the light of dawn And hope?s been my companion In the dark to keep me strong But there?s something awesome Shining out through the ebony And
and sins Candles and their steady glow Water and its constant crash Endless horizon, rocks of times long gone Still strong, still here and so are we Here we are forever The constant
serve unusual All money ain't good and all money ain't fine Some money come with blood and some money come with time Some money can't spend and some money
in life A constant headache for Charlie B But I take an aspirin and sleep For a bit, then I dream about making more hits Wake up, it's not funny The rent is due and
the strong wind come it, don't remove the self We born alone and die alone but we don't strive alone B E P 'N M O S blaze the trail and we ride it,
sit back and put my thoughts, on paper and rhymes Tripping on the situations, that I'm facing in life All this shifeness around me, but I still prevail Get caught some shit we done together, and
arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up I had to tell him it was alright and that's a lie And he knew it when he shook and died, my God Even though
and slice you Buck fifty face stupid and say but run Nike swoop Who the fuck you think, let y'all wild niggas in Allowed you to put down ya guns and
small chat (why's that?) I'm busy tryin to react to the hi-hat Blockade and Certified stand tall above ridiculous under-achievers And constant non-believers
Put the ring on my finger So tight it turns blue Constant reminder, die in this room If you die in this room And sit like a watchdog And patiently wait And
artificially And now I haven?t got a thing to show For all the posing and the bravado You tested me and I had to fail No longer am I a super male I was proud and
strong as Samson When you're being held to ransom Black men and white men and Arabs and Jews Causing congestion and filling the queues Fighting for
need no rest If I can get my feel of your tenderness When I get wore down and feelin' rough A long cool drink from your lovin' cup Makes me feel better, makes me feel strong
