here in a way, way And no i don't know how it feels (how it feels) But i feel it here in a way, way Here in a way, yeah Here in a way, yeah
a way, way And no i don't know how it feels (how it feels) But i feel it here in a way, way Here in a way, yeah Here in a way, yeah
quick to peel a bitch Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe get in my way, then that ass gots to go Cause a nigga steady plottin I serves hit for hit,
awareness Losing time A lapse of perception Losing time Wanting to escape She had created a way to survive She learned to detach from herself A behavior
COPY? You COPY? [Chorus] {*sound of radio changing stations*} [Tony Yayo] Shady, Shady! {"A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Alchemist"} [Eminem] It's "The Re-Up!" {*echoes
to be a menace to society When half the population is happy on their knees [Chorus:] You've pushed me one too many times I'm sick of all of the fiction
take another vaca' On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode His way out the hood, and I pray that I stay out for good But any day you know a nigga
Fiction Truth Fiction Truth Fiction Truth Fiction Fiction of the boob tube Fiction of the papers Fiction of the image and the image makers Fiction of the magazines Fiction of the movies Fiction
with someone who doesn't give a fuck what u say.. but here's my message, hear me out, I'm only saying it once." I don't give a shit about your insecurities
Chorus] I don?t need a crystal ball to see it all my dear it doesn?t matter what you say it always turns out the same way your predictions are fiction
I understand How this world can overcome a man Like a friend we saw it through In the end I gave my life for you Gave you all I had to give Found a
: I couldn't understand why you left me standing here flickering out like a candle in the wind the memories are laced with shame there's no intention
You played us, as both a cancer and a cure Which reminds me that it's just a game You're alibi - a sales pitch Your pretty boy, pretty face dolled up again A
a fucking difference to you In the eyes you can see the truth It's the fiction of life I'm going deep no other way Lost, who enter here Nothig
wit' the kits, MPV's on my wrist A lot of glamour and glit's, but shawty I don't need that My beginnin' was a humble one, a hustler I'ma son of one Taught
But I?ve got to get there It?s just confusion An illusion Easily overdone Here comes resolution Absolution It?s not an illusion Not a fiction Easily overcome Here
I'm here, go deep with those climb-downs Branding me a heretic kind of infant-terrible I risk I take it to the brink of it Drop you like a hot potato,
suicide In a game a fool without the rules Got a hell of a nerve to just criticize Every brother ain't a brother Cause a Black hand Squeezed on
