Lyrics:
throw him down
to the bottom of a well, so that he will be picked up by some caravan of travelers
They said, O our father, why do you not trust us with
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
sleeping in the light of day
Caravan spinning through the void
on our way to anywhere
Caravan time is just a joke change is all we
understand
to show my spine, I am my own worst enemy
Keeping tabs on my old haunts, no love, nobody there for me
Lost hope in the father, started buying what they're
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
really wanna show you
I had the master plan
I'm in the Caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-TECs to take over this projects
They call him
sleeping in the light of day
Caravan spinning through the void
on our way to anywhere
Caravan time is just a joke change is all we
understand
like a real regal cat
So gon’ head and scream
Throw up all your hands
Ladies grab your man, and show him how you dance
Celebrate your youth like we live
and I grew older
And Nijinsky died by the caravan
In a little tigeen, we now live together
And we talk about our life in the caravan
I took her with me
even where we stay
Videos shows the visuals of jams today
Coinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck
The brakes got you in your proper
our lives looking left and
Right while we run our race
Then wonder why we're depressed and always
Finish shit in second place
Get up and get gone
You
Table
Our shows are for-mid-able
Oh many times we're given rhymes
That are quite unsing-able
We not so fat in Camelot
We sing from the diaphragm a lot
the fuck is you
Telling us how to live, you can't walk in our shoes
Memories, word of mouth, all vanished from the face of the planet, really can't
be old-fashioned but she's not making laws
Yes, she lives by her old canon
Yet, she's there for babies which mothers abandon
She doesn't turn her back
avowals of
Religious faith to maintain an
Aura of respectability our
Civilization, such as it is
Was shaped by religion
And the men who aspire to public
When they started talking, I just keep my tongue tied
Tongue tied
I just keep my tongue tied
I hope that you hear me when I hit you with a drive by
show you
Come and run with me .. I really wanna show you
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I had the master plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
with my man
the spectacle, the grand social circus.
*
Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail.
our demise
As sure as a pigeon flies
Who decides what coincides in our Lives
Comprised of hatred demise
Revise our lives like a burgeoning
King James
(Straight life)
Coming in and out of our lives
Straight life
Painting our walls, and wiring the circuit
Gradate advisement (Straight life)
Building it up
go our way
Living our lives like we're in the last days
And if tomorrow, tomorrow never comes
We pray that today will be a good day
We go our way
tough
Been with the bruhs
Always show love
You testing our gangster
Well fuck it pull up
Yeah
Uh
Well fuck it pull up
You talking that shit
Well fuck it
How many lives have we lost to the Maangamizi
It's way bigger than the pain that
I place on the CD
If I told you all the truth
Would you really
(Check it out, Son) So we take the gats for precautions
Plus this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She might got a whole batallion of Bucktowners
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