Songtexte:
Kind Of Like Spitting A Song For You

important to me So darlin' won't you see right through me When we're alone and I am singing my song for you You taught me precious secrets of a love witholding nothing You

more important to me So darlin' won't you see right through me When we're alone and I am singing my song for you You taught me precious secrets of a love witholding nothing You

have a lack of shared thought, "Oh, so just let me go" You see this right here? " yea ,well I just don't know" I sit and think, you talk and write You

talkin' bout a pencil Lookit what the fuck you done got into I see you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol Claimin' you a murderer and you

Inflict a wound you heal in vain As blood pours black from pierced veins They crush and cut, the dark stone stained A ribcage opens, a hole that frames A

he's like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer [Hiphop:] "I'll sign you as a producer and a rapper", I'm like oh shit I was messin with, uh,

to bring hope to my kind First words was a note I spoke in a rhyme My album'll touch you like the death of Malcom Comes in CDs, cassettes, internet, and

from jail, a mink A pound of the real, a 37 inch link Money in the bank, a Coup to match it I was released like a boss ??? You know the kind of thing

, know ya serve ya, for ya or for ya (Feel it!!!) You pussy niggaz been hatin on us for too long So we finna prove you wrong, teach you hoes a new song