I don't know what I like I don't even know what I want Like a little bird who can't seem to fly like a little bird
full of greed and envy Scared dudes'll start So if you doin' good you better act like you starvin' I've seen grown rappers shed tears In the streets how little
same s**t that got us here [Outlawz] Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make Every jail I break, every mill' I ate Head to head, whoever hustle hardest
woman Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him We might fight with each other, but I promise you this We'll burn this bitch down, get
was done He turned his wheels into the fading sun For seven days and nights like a black-top bird he sped Maintained radio silence 'cept for in his head
on down) Na na na na na nah Na na na na na na na nah(x4) Here we go again with the beats We got you heads bumping, now you're jumping from your seats
[Ghostface Killah] Aiyo, I should just bark on you, burn your car on you Cuz I'm too much man, to leave a mark on you You'se a bird you know that, giving
perm and let it sit too long, they just makin it burn Make a movie of our lifestyle But they earn like a dead body burned on a mantlepiece That's why
I follow with the chrome Lane switching, got your misses on the phone Baby girl, turn ya head and teeth missing out her comb Look, I want this money off the books Little
: Little boy. I please, What is this place beyond the stars? Open up your eyes, What are these things you're moving towards? Head full of wonder
She says she's burning with optimism's flames, away away she says she's burning up all her guilts and shames, away away she says she's burning with optimism
ain't about money, I could care less I used to be a B now I'm a C breast I get em hard, you handle the rest My music like heartburn, burn your chest Like
heads high after disaster [Hook] When the levees broke when the planes hit whats going on ma nigga, the same shit After Katrina, after the towers We holds our heads
the perm Aint let it sit too long, they just makin it burn And make a movie of our lifestyle But they earn like a dead body burned on a mantlepiece That
was very different tonight 'Cause he was not human, he was not human The little boy's face lit up with such a naked joy That the sun burned around his
until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head
