free, From the leaders and the clones, Life and talk of destiny I don't even know, Apologies, to my creation for these wasted days, My transcendence has a
dope fiends titty And every city you'll find me Looking for trouble Right behind me My outlaw Niggas Down to die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the
law come get me No baby momma drama, ni**a miss me, why plant seeds in a dirty bi**h, waitin to trick me, not the life for me Livin carefree, til I'm
days of these trials and tribulations And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan We facing a
bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn
heard of me You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone
with dreadlocks to jocks with Reeboks, fleeing hard rocks A la Cafe, bambatta flashy fashion Imagine crashing bashes with bitches That be bad and wishing for the fame and recognition There on a mission for
I know I've got to pray for delays and for days 'til she's besides Me All alone in her room and her scattered clothes remind me Sara please Sara turnaround
hear the rain Tell me why is it necessary for these winter months To make my bones sore Tell me why is it necessary for me <a href="http://www.testimania
gotta be prepared for it, you gotta be prepared for anything [Sample of Malcolm X] "If liberty or dead, there's freedom for everybody or freedom for
up the whole dime, as my seats recline I want a presidential Roley, so I crush MC's to guacamole Makin Robin scream, "holy moley" Big Poppa, fuck a cape
for a feeling and all I've discovered I'll be along son with medicine supposed to, designed to make you high I'll be along son with words for a feeling
wall I can't explain this Holy pain Six days ago my life had taken a tumble The orders came from high above they say A need to use me once again they
the valley of the shadow death I will fear no evil for Thou art with me Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me Thou prepareth a table before me in the
robbin banks I'm a fiend for the S-500 I want it Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop Chick like me be chasin after cops And they
