me find that pot of gold Lighten the load Green eyes that satisfy Carry the weight of the land to the sky Meanwhile, they cry I can't die I can't die
as they get the case Personally I ain't trippin' on all this rappin' stuff I'm takin' back my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep I got a
fight. Life or death. But you can't win with a vest. But there won't be no breathing for the reason Punk bitch on your breath. I see day is dark and I
warzone I got no home don't have no friends neither. It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina. I keeps her wherever I go, I love my ho. Never leave
the upper hand. Do as they command to keep them from suffering. [Chorus] See, I don't know everything But my opinion I will voice As long as I can choose I
I only wish I had a gun [Chorus] And I won't stay late I won't stay late Won't stay late, go! Patience is wearing extremely thin again I've tried but I can
made me, now I sit paid and then maybe Nothing but my Lords and raps, these bags of dope Under the mattress and I clack like a slave key Wash your squad
I'll learn from my mistakes Can you feel me? Next time I'll stick to my guns Ya wanna rumble - here I come I never run I get up - stand up and fight
up on some little kids balls What you consider...DRAMA Ain't all that, it's just that you're wack with your intergalatic satellite data compress But we can't
too soon I couldn?t tell if what I thought was false or true I didn?t think about what I?m about to do I messed up, this couldn?t be real, this can?t
steel Kill switch a fixation on darkness, perception is real Take is needed for pain, lack of almost everything Slap a hand, half a gram of dope is so
don't want none of the Rule they know how hard I'm hittin Why should I bother with 'em, when they ain't touchin what I'm doin? I'm takin this rap game
don't rock no pig I'm giving the people what they like I've heard of murder but I don't know nothing Like 'ternal clink, sink I ain't had a drink in four
dialogue] Now that's how this shit go! And I know you don't like me spittin in your motherfuckin face But ain't a motherfuckin thing, you can do, about
sell more records than me boy I can't complain boy don't say my name boy I'm like a run away slave I'm off the chain boy I'm bout' to jet boy straight
they say we ain't shit, we can't grow? All we are is dope dealers, and gangstas and hoes? And you believe when they be tellin you lie, all on the media
you how the shit gon' C (gon' C) Now if I wasn't rappin motherfucker y'all be starvin on my nuts without bucks like Marvin You can't sleep, you can't
screaming save me If i gotta weak mind the cap will slave me High off that weed smoke i'ze kinda hazy Can't work no job man i'ze kinda lazy Hoes' fuckin
