I wrestled that angel And found that I?m not strong enough to win I wrestled the demon on my shoulder And found my strength was caving in, was caving
blasphemy in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family
time So I got in line For the new iPhone at the Apple Store She lay there dying with my father and mother Her very last words were, "Where is my brother
won't succeed should I listen to this warning should I take it just for real? should I keep going forward or follow the path of my heels? so Seer, tell
of all the three; That he should turn robber all on the salt sea, Salt sea, the salt sea. For to maintain his two brothers and he. He had not been sailing
I'm gone bro, 'lotta pretty ladies on my boner. Went from Half-ass to a class-act. Weed-aroma? Pass that! Baby, got my feet up on the ass-crack. Yo,
got my fears on my nerves and the crowd on my feet the only one who has my (back) is me in reality, see I'm constantly fightin heavy when we journey through the sea
Carry each other I be your sister You be my brother Mouth to mouth, I need your love in my lungs Sharpen your fangs with the fork of my tongues Banging
three seconds Confessing that the nine at my waste ain't no measurement Approach with caution, the leak brother addict with habits forming So cheer to star at
uh) And To my Akh's tryin to stay on their deen It gets mean especially when u stay on the scene And at the same try to stay out of trouble But don't
lived on the right accord So don't sweat it, young brother, when you can't afford A Benzo, a mobile phone and a yacht Because the brothers in the fast
My friends all stare at me whenever I get a call Well, everybody (everybody) Everybody (everybody) Everybody in the world really hates my ringtone When my phone goes off at
your own But brother, but brother, but brother, check this out I still don't understand man, I'm all high off this shit man Well, what I'm trying to say my brother
them whip and I'm wing-clippin them lip cause I'm cold sick of them Much quicker than them lyrically trickin and my Tribe be on a Quest like Tip and them On
thinking?) My friends all stare at me whenever I get a call Well, everybody (everybody) Everybody (everybody) Everybody in the world really hates my ringtone When my phone goes off at
let me get off my rock, home slice Time was just not on my side Hour after hour it was a long ride Thinking how I got in so deep My lollipop shop just
Bronx Streets of state in Island Wherever you see em they slither Whoever fearsome shit check it out It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder Said