Lyrics:
Sista Souljah told us better
Sex, currency, power, control, greed, bodies sold
To the lowest bidder love is not a goal considered
On the corner battling
ain't cuz they love them they love having causes because
it makes them seem less out of our league
makes them feel ok for their greed
and they yell
The cycles breakin and
Its time to make shift
Im spreading passion
They just talkin' fashion
The greed they wrapped in
One Love I'm tapped in
[Chorus]
I can imagine where I am by the time you hear this
And still
It ain't enough love in this world
Greed and fame poisoned the frames we set on our
in a Chevy
Oooooh!
If rapping wack is your fear then
You shouldn't be attacking the spearman
With actual gear then
You love getting drilled in fact,
me
Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me
Thankful to everyone who listen to my CD
One more time for those who ain't heard the name
This is me,
on a CD 'cause not everythin' you'll put on sells
Got all my ideas in cells as cells form 'em word by word
I wanna speak 'bout what I believe in but most
no respect
I only got love for the neighborhood destroyers
That put it down with a passion
If you got funk, you got action
No hesitation when we
lights up generations when we strike what...
A soul needs to hype, but a predator's greed...
Wants to feed off of seeds, separate and deceive
Intimidate
their misery and their passion for greed
And their fear, and their hate, and our love shall rise
Because as long as humans die, liberty will never
shit
Yeah, that little chick is hot but if she got rabies
I wouldn't give the bitch a shot, I'd poke her in the rear
But I bet if I licked her, she'd
And every human has an individual guilty conscience
Some desire like animals, lust to luscious
Actions, stuck and chained by passion
Some desire fashion
you fell in love
But you fell deeper in this pit
(You fell deeper in this pit)
While death rains from above
So count your blessings 'cause this is
Your love, consumes every part of me
You loved me, though I fought and hated you passionately
My passions were my affections that left me tragically
missin, sprayin up the wall like graffiti artist
Some niggaz by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit
'Cause the fans love us I'm nicer than
me on the cable
I'm on the cd, you can hear me on the radio
I made something out of nothing, I came from the pits
From the bottom to the top
outta yourself, by assumin
(YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(Turn that shit all the way up,
I crawl from under the bed, and put a hole in your head, homey
(Beef) is probably what you rappers gonna die fo'
It's somethin' that we live by
Cut the brakes ain no time to waste
All we need is speed
They ain't feed us we might need greed
Go psych as drive-bys with paintball guns
It's Points 2
to get by
Marked ways x marks the spot for the prize
Only making entrees been here for a while
Started creeping into top 5s
Youth is the answer
That ain't
value
Relieved & horrified by how many women know what i know
Our silence muffles the screams of a society of greed
In which few are freed from fear
the debt
Sleep
Bonus Round
This is the hot tin roof stepper
Hold it down with centipede foundation
Mr. Greed who burns rugged obstruction in bunches
to cherish a thought
My flesh is fully melted and my stomach's in a knot
So to my love I hated to leave you alone
Parted my zone passion took me to places
kindness, ignite the Christmas light
Materialistic folks, can't see beyond
Lost in the gifts, while love is withdrawn
Passion dueling dragons on this flow
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