If I win some races, it don't mean that I'm fastest It don't mean that I'm better than anyone And if I ride some horses with great speed over courses
: If I win some races, it don't mean that I'm fastest It don't mean that I'm better than anyone And if I ride some horses with great speed over courses
hood daylight to night and you can find me grindin' daily And it ain't gon' change as long as we getting money keep the same mind frame Same hood, betta
one and got drunk with the bartender Gunslingers think they?re Clint Eastwood, I?m like Jesse James Ride up on a pony, dump six in their face Twisting their frames
Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me Cab just missed me, plus them goochie frames, foul, that's six fifty Stop
or anything that's using my mind When I used to rap I usually got refused and declined Till I felt abused and used it as fuel in my rhymes In every battle, the race
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Poppi had a wife And she was black and Poppi was white (shout it out) Everything was rollin' great (shout it out) 'Til some man called her race
: [Verse 1:] Picking up the pieces of a love that I once knew But will tomorrow bring Race guys all around me I don't know which way to turn Can you
: (feat. Majid) This ain't a story 'bout race, color or creed It's a story 'bout hate, envy and greed Talk about ambitions but don't want us to progress
gotta get away Quicksand, snitch ran to the cops to give his name Picture his wife and kids not up in the frames Stay dry, get wet, the only option's
in virtual reality By the sensors you enjoyed the game See the tragedy the whole thing became The machine took your mind away from its mortal frame '
: We?re caught in a scheme of time and space though we found a quantum-mechanical door that would lead us beyond the frames of our race if the first
I was such a young boy I didn't know what I wanted to be I was every little hungry schoolgirl's pride and joy And I guess it was enough for me To win the race
rest. My "world" is parsimoniuos - a few elements which combine, like tricks of light, to sketch the barest outline. But my void is lavish, breaking its frame