{Chorus:Goldie} I'm looking to the sky, looking to the sky (I'm looking to the sky) {x4} {Red Dogg} CBK sliding with th gangsta lead. I'm jonzin for
it but I did The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise [Ta'He] Still I (still I) I rise (I rise) Please give me to the sky (the sky) And if (and
Come on! [Verse 1:] So What If U Flip A Couple Words, I Could Triple That In Birds Open Ya Mind, U See The Circus In The Sky I'm Ringlin Brothers, Barnum
: (feat. J.L., P.R.E.A.C.H., Stevie Stone) The following entry has uh seen mankind complete it's first evolutionary steps into the universe, Leaving
they sittin down [Verse Two: Cutty Mack] I was born in this world the most, innocent child With no worries, expectations, look how I smile Everybody proud, my household loud Look
in C-A-L for me [Chorus] [Verse 3] We in the golden state Feelin great when you see me side There's not a cloud in the sky when you see me ride And
dat beef, Talk cheap, get money, I was taught to ride, Loyalty came first and we dont switch no sides, Imma savage on the block, nickel rocks, and heroin
With Big Brother, and Big Brother see you I'm hard-headed, my dick look like R2-D2 Mini-me too - speed through in the V-1-2 C-Arson style, know how we
it's the C.C.C. You should see, how happy them yella's be When they see the car, nicely dropped With the paint job, that look like a icy pop Your wifey
weapons Hit from verandahs and do a thing unexpected So we plan a plot with an Uzi and 10 shot Buck em till they all drop,circle round the block Let em
box, it dont stop, hittin our areas and shakin up spots [Warren G] I'm bakin blocks in four wheel motion Everywhere I look I see 21 ones floatin (21
the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block
Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn Some how some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday Some how some way I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
know what it is C'mon! Yeah So what if you flip a couple words, I could triple that in verse Open your mind you see the circus in the sky I'm Ringling
lavish crib and fancy cars You want the face, on that Rolex shinin' like the stars Don't worry Mayne, you could get it Mayne If you look in the sky and
's P (yeah) loud and clear, it ain't fair How I keep droppin that shit that make you look stupid Me and Angie, got the hottest shit movin on the block
look at you now!) I kicked the door open *door opens*, threw her body on the freeway Continued the chase, wiped the blood *door closes* off my face Lookin
Pimp C A mill' on mine rolled back to back and young millionaires we haven't scratched Rhyme through the hood and habitat, candy paint look like some