I still see her smile Yeah, I've been thinking I need it, I want it I need the truth so I can breathe I need it, I'm on it I'm gonna do what's right
I Am] Y'all lookin for a festival I know the spot Come across the bridge over here to where it's hot It's poetic, guaranteed you're diggin it You have
reasons for warfare we read em with blind eyes i guarantee u there's more there the rich must be blind b/c they didnt see the poor there need to open
him After being murdered by Pilate how can it be these same white Romans established Christianity Constantine would later see the cross in a dream In his vision, it
they feel they got the right to" F-ck 'em, I let the dice roll like my father did I gotta shine, it's in my blood, I'm a Harlem kid I treat my babies
it takes, I?ll say it one more time As long as it takes, I'll say it one more time As long as it takes, I'll say it one more time Sayin? the same things
what Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up When I say pop it up I mean deal it at the turn of the gun We can do it if anybody want it, where
s locked down. Chorus I'm a rhyme felon; peeps do what I tell them, People can't handle the product that I'm selling, I left my dwelling now I'm on the
red man craps, slot machines Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back
, we don't quit) I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me Took it out of space and niggaz thought they lost me I'm back like a chiroprac' with b-boy survival rap It
.G.] When it comes down to stuntin', I pull it all When it comes down to G shit, I get it all When it come to pullin' hot girls, I pull 'em all When it
Hippin' Gods to they culture with the strong speech I build with the Nubians I chill with I fill with my zig-zag-zig I never lived big, I never lived large, I
blunts oooooohhh. I've got a song for you. Syke!! Didn't think it was a slow jam, did ya? Didn't think it was an old man, did ya? I hit ya with Scripture
, tech, zoom, kick, persuasion, tech it's an egg and spoon race, slow and steady, desert highway, a bientot still i'm stuck, i cant afford it, picture
If I was him I wouldn't send one more breath to 'em But that's best left to him, I won't digress for trim digress I don't dress fresh for them, I ain
? It's not mine, I promise! I found it on my block in between a couple garages! Didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over! I don't even know how
A cross because they're tired and lost They leave it up to the weather to measure the cost And everytime I look within I recognize the darkness Familiar
lies just to keep it all together, But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder whether it's worth it. Smiling and socialising. Endless philosophising
