Parts of My Life

Yeah boy, when I rhyme like this All these motherfuckers wanna run like this Hope god see me when I write like this Workin' all day bitch when I claim like this Yeah boy, when we rhyme like this All these motherfuckers wanna run like this Hope god see us when I write like this Workin' all day bitch when we claim like this Hustler, from hood path to the savior Like a farmer, reap and sow this my labor But my seed is rhyme not a shitty flower I came to destroy, run away do me a favor Yeah you heard it right, favour was all that I asked Then I understand homie, what a pity for my past What a pity for my past, never whipped another ass Till' I die bitch, till' I lie I'm an outcast Every word, every line, every rhyme just tells me Even prophet defeated, found in the history 26, yeah last soldier from the 90's Old fashioned bitch, this is for my homies We're duo yeah, I write, he does the artwork I need my guy cause my mind's hurt He workin' all day, made some artwork Past is clear bitch, let our hand dirt We're busting our ass for the whole record man, whole project You know what I'm sayin'? And we did it for ourself, not for someone else man We did it for only for ourself, you know? So DJ change the beat man, change the beat Yeah I'm too sharp bitch, said it this is part two I've got a crime and this song is crimes' is clue In my world, no doubt, my sky is not blue Netherrealm chose our fate, yeah angels I'm so true Anxiety on my way, this is my biggest pay Last talk with the devil No bargain? Then I won't stay If you know then you gotta blow If you know, you must show If you low then you gotta bow, yeah