I've been chasing you around When I go up, you're down I'm tired of fooling around Hope you're life is better now You want to run from... I can't give
tips One of the minor technicalities of my head trips You Better Work The Barea Soul terror, been told since stories of old Come on let's go and then
it, how it go 17 years old, I'm rappin 10 at a time To me, front shit ain't punk shit, long as I get mine And we can get down to shine, no more sellin
so don't tempt me I'm hella drunk, an hella blown off the geniti f**k wit me see these killas in mine buildin this shrine to feed these f**kin children of mine
at my finger tips One of the minor technicalities of my head trips You Better Work The Barea Soul terror, been told since stories of old Come on let
get it, how it go 17 years old, I'm rappin 10 at a time To me, front shit ain't punk shit, long as I get mine And we can get down to shine, no more sellin
. We are conditioned into being passive observers. If the ring-master offers war, We have been conditioned to passively accept it. War can only exist
Lie and smile to get what's mine Give this to me Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Mine, mine, mine Lie to get what
In the good old bad part of this college town Men in business suits they run you down You take their money just like you take mine You send it bubbling
down to blast so don't tempt me I'm hella drunk, an hella blown off the geniti Fuck wit me See these killas in mine Buildin this shrine To feed these fuckin children of mine
you if I should survive Whe we stood down at last it was easy to find you And mine was the shoulder you cried on that day Just an old comrade doing
our own potential. We are conditioned into being passive observers. If the ring-master offers war, We have been conditioned to passively accept it. War
lying and cheating and deceiving Started being honest even maybe that would end the grieving All at once alot of chattering and bumping heads begun Someone said "it sounds good
down to blast so don't tempt me I'm hella drunk, an hella blown off the geniti fuck wit me see these killas in mine buildin this shrine to feed these fuckin children of mine
blast so don't tempt me I'm hella drunk, an hella blown off the geniti f**k wit me see these killas in mine buildin this shrine to feed these f**kin children of mine
