too late to start you probably think that it's too far to even have to care well take a look at where you live what if it happened there? you have to
Incompliant, you have now witnessed the breach I feel like life is all written, understand my math Got on my knees told God I had a plan he laughed I
shit to be in more debt Uh, it's too real for these niggas, you feel for these niggas How I feel to be a black man, you say something wrong, nobody understand
. You walked in last with a dirty barbour, Found me at the bar in fits of laughter, Said you've been seen out digging the past, With arthur you'd rather
come to rule the ones Whose hearts are faintly clouded For love can blind and torture you And in rage leave you shrouded Destruction of a soul Can be
] [Robert:] Girl I know you be listenin' wishin' you could be rollin' with me Well tonight your chance, cancell all your plans You don't know what you missin' 'til you
This one thang, we fall victim to The mighty green dollars, straight be calling you Bathen-ape, you gotta get that shoe Bentley jeep too, you gotta have a new coupe Now you
dies in the end And you're no Tony Montana either, you must have a fever or some shit You went crazy, you're sick, you just a dumbshit Fuck it, fuck you
lovin' you I'm a good man, baby I'll come and see you in the darkest hours Any old time of the day If you need me baby just call me And you know I'll
loaded gun Can you feel or hear me son Disappear reappear call me hang up Love me hate me quit me date me Baby on the low might Robert Blake me You
you need to do is sit down I just wanna make my phone call Just sit down - Hey, I get a phone call for this motherfucker Fuck you Hey fuck you too ya
Yo here we go yo The Prince Rakeem, this here is called my deadly venom You know what I'm sayin? Some old freestyle type of slick slang For you and your
Hot cold and freezing down a Long Island (chorus) They say many are called but the chosen is few Know why is it you want to disrespect the crew And you
PAST ONCE AGAIN THAT SPELL WAS CAST AND AS THE CHILD BEGAN TO READ UPON THIS NIGHT OF CHRISTMAS EVE THE ANGEL'S PLAN, AS YOU CAN TELL IT WAS ALREADY
gold-plated chalice Oppress third-world countries through never-ending malice Now you look in my eyes - tell me you're Fair and you're Balanced Robert