Letras:
I Create Good To Know

on my skin And I tried to get dreads but my hair was too big But I was lost I ain't know who I was What else was there to do besides look like a thug

on my skin And I tried to get dreads but my hair was too big But I was lost I ain't know who I was What else was there to do besides look like a thug

in ya hood Forget the 'lac with the steering wheel made of wood It's time we see the truth of Christ in ya hood I'll never stop what I'm doing Grooving

ladies' fire When I enter a room, ladies fill we desire Anytime I'm good, yes on the mic I said the girls keep comin back every night Cause I dress so

: There are days I wanna leave L.A. I wanna break out the maze escape the dark haze these days so many kids I know your feelin' crazed crave material

the truth I'm happy I found you and that I can be around you And thus I'm diggin you, I ain't just tryin to pound you I'm only tryin to crown you and

know, sometimes I wanna rap Sometimes I wanna sing, you know what I mean Sometimes all it calls for is a nice mellow groove Hit of rimshot, you know Just

time... correct and create, making sense of me and my star matthew good night you know by law when you'll be forgiven maria my star matthew good night you know

enough jive I'm tired of sitting here waiting We should be out there creating It's times like this that I'm glad I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive