show like the astronomy And how we keep on breaking through is an anomaly Because we keep remaining true without apology The mission ha to carry through
: (feat. Lil Wayne) Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my aim because
: (feat. Lil Wayne) [Lil Wayne] Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my
: [feat. Lil Wayne] [Lil Wayne:] Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect
upon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head Go on and get your refund
a marathon, ask Farrakhan Fuck the cemetery that I'm buried on (fuck 'em) The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on (forever) Forever what the fuck are they
la like ??? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum on Actually I get hummed on Hoes tongues be on my dong dong ???
the astronomy And how we keep on breaking through is an anomaly Because we keep remaining true without apology The mission ha to carry through and finish
With nice ties on a rise so they sitting me high And the rims born in '79 Weezy carry the nine glocks Slipping they gon have to get six niggaz name called carry
: (feat. The Game) Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my aim because
without tryin Believe me, pains a small thing to a giant I was born without a dime, out the gutter I climbed Spoke my mind and didn't stutter one time Ali
without trying Believe me pain's a small thing to a giant I was born without a dime Out tha gutta I climbed Spoke my mind And didnt stutter one time Ali
ya breath before I bomb it [Verse Two: Method Man] I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword So
: [Intro: The Genius/GZA (from "Clan in Da Front")] Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death Now hoods on the right, wild for the night Punks in the back
you, I'm a-waiting for you There's thunder, in the sky Why why why - did I let you down? Can I carry that cross for you? Can I carry that cross for you
their innocence Bless them all 'cos their simple soul is so pure and wonderful. Va' pensiero sull'ali dorate Let this beautiful dream carry on For