Lyrics:
of your vision,
I don't wanna ruin that,
With this type of commitment,
That'll keep you from doing that,
I just hope that you'll listen and heed my words
And the days go by like I've lost 'em
And the leaves turn dry after blossom
Caged and I'm carefree, pray that you dare me
'Cause motherfuckers doubt
I say if cutting me off, benefit you
By any means then handle your business, no I ain't tripping
Sick and tired of all that fake love shit, show me
or face nothing
Always claim it goes by name well I'm a hundred
I be in first place waiting like that's my number
Stuck up in my ways
Lookin at my family
still love you
Ain’t no point in keep denying it
Cause that don’t work
And I see how you be moving
Yea, but I’m still hurt
Like damn, you love me when I
You stare at me as I walk on by
You call me names and it don't feel right
Your hate towards me is too much
Love me for me wont you try
Please don't
and watch, it's gonna be long night, that's fine,
(Chorus)
Where I came from, I keep saying,
I’m from southern state, if I ever gone away,
Where I’m at,
God I don't really wanna die
Need to keep her on my sight
But you won't let me decide
Please bring me back to life
Why that I can't be by her side
trust nobody
I've been betrayed by everybody around
Cracking jokes I don't laugh much
For help I never could ask much
If I'm down an out I get passed
Holding back the years
Thinking of the fear I've had so long
When somebody hears
Listen to the fear that's gone
Strangled by the wishes of pater
I been chasing my dreams haters can't stop me
I been on a hot streak that's why I'm cocky
I got the Feds watching do you copy
I keep the block hot
the trouble's at
Exactly what the game's been missin'
This fire burns hot as Hell's Kitchen, Push
Now that's how the team go, I'm back from Santo Domingo
Mississippi
What's good for Hip Hop may not be good for my soul
So, I keep flexin', wreckin', for the people that respect it
Check it, fuck a Control
Bih!
Mississippi
What's good for Hip Hop may not be good for my soul
So, I keep flexin', wreckin', for the people that respect it
Check it, fuck a Control
Bih!
You see I write my name in stone as I grow into my own
I'm bad to the bone and a beast I'm in my zone
No need for hallow tips or 9 that's plated by
a player so I guess I'll play the part
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why she had to pass me by
I reminisce over my ghetto
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
word to me nigga, I can't lose
Run around with them cuse shooters
That's J-Mac, Buddy Boehiem
Keep it real, they some quiet niggas
But it's lights out
straight flexing (ooouu) there I go flexin again
(Ooouuu)
And ima keep ill’n I know that I’m sick
I just keep rolling and pouring till morning yeah ima be
and yo it's givin me a boner
I got thoughts of Annie Oakley
But that buck toothed tramp in that last town she broke me
And we didn't even fuck
I
of minerals
And boulders on my shoulder that I'm digging up
And cuffing make me feel like I'm a criminal, no wisdom
And I'd rather keep my innocence
And a love
(DMC, you global now nigga)
Fuck all that cap, we got bricks in the roof
Bricks in the mattress, got bricks in the attic
Keep me some ice in my
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
music..
To relax my mind, so I can be free
And ab-sorb sound that keep me 'round
Doin my thang, constantly with no worries
Peace to Keith Murray..
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