anything You can be anything and everything Anything and everything, it's all yours We never really got along So well in my dreams were yours but yours
be anything You can be anything and everything Anything and everything, it's all yours We never really got along So well in my dreams were yours but yours
never missed a year By the time you hear this song, he'll be standing right here Real nigga shit there Now, put your sacks in the air if you represent your
same four words for us And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched 'Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits Is it the beat? Is it the rap Is
, who said at least I dedicate this song to the common people Caught in the middle of this common evil I wish the world was the letter man's ... Time is
seen enough On the real, this is like the Neo-Emmitt Till Whistling- Get yo f-cking ass killed Lets keep this shit real! Now who the realest Everybody feel this
general this is not been it, You claiming millis, You ain't go this red dot is on your forehead, My middle name is more bread, And my last name is... than your
, lacin' oratorials all day I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay And when this song finished, y'all can sing along with this By the
panel and walk on in Hello, hello, is there anybody here But a two-bit high and a busted mirror? Hello, hello, is anybody here? My tongue is so sore
your posters And your pictures man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too That shit was fat Anyways I hope you get this, man Hit me back just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan This
mind Dissolved in thoughts, I melt into you But the years and memories wither into a scroll Unfathomed sorrow resonates within my soul And from my heart, I'll pour this song
all, all! Get your shit, nigga get in the car. If you ridin', willin' to die for this, really tryin' to survive in this, hit up and fuck up your rivalries
head up Shed no tears, and dread those years Smile, and even though my whole life's been a po' ball You did yours, and it's not your fault Tell my grandmother
in this bitch From the o.p's and all down to the eastwike Even flat joe's and even the lingwood is all hood For the christ your all driving is all hood
see you again Nor will your kids Nor will your family or your friends Its the end Not even words I write in this song Can right that wrong My nigga is gone
be soon This can't be life, this can't be love This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us This can't be life, this can't be love This
