, all I do is for you but this is what you're telling me [Chorus] [Jadakiss:] I'm doin what I can and I'm doin it for you that's the reason why I need
carry semis and swallow pills for power Count paper for polly'n, penny-pinch for hours Take sacks from cowards when the streets is watchin Tuck guns in trunks cause real
: Gonna make a change, for once in my life... It's gonna feel real good, Gonna make a difference, gonna make it right... As I turn up the collar on,
the ribcage sonny? Never met a soul Who had no shrine Keep this all in your mind And get it inside my window What do we pick up Trying to kill each other
here is big / Humanity fueled by greed and resembling pigs / Trying so hard in school / For something just out of reach / You'd sell your soul if you
It, Cause Real Talk Shawty Sho Nuff Got It, What It Is Baby? [Chorus] [Break:] She Got It And She Know That Shes The Soul (She Got It) (She Got It) (
Refuse to follow the laws of creation You can not all be Jesus Christ But you still can make some sacrifice If not for anyone for yourself Cause you have
deal and act wild I'm for real and I can see through these suckers that dick riding motherfuckers Yeah, that's me bustin' cuz I'm a huslter for the chips
think of anything better than you Who could think of ever hurting you Sacrifice my all, I'll give it all to you cause you ar my african queen for REAL
thug lord, like that motherfuckers holy Frontline soulja, till the heavens call me I go all out, and if you real, you real Feel what I'm talkin' bout
ready for whatever Big Serg, we ready for whatever Charlie Tango, ready for whatever My nigga Pac, be ready for whatever Yeah, ready for whatever Ready for
] Putting down mashin' control by this Thug's Passion unlike them other bustas pistol blastin' I'm asking, What Happened? To the niggas who kept it real
cocaine, the product of the devil, am I sellin my soul? Got tired of small time livin, ni**az tellin me no I got MINE, f**k THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's
that the mist is a metaphor for change suppose the veil will be lifted sacrament that I hold close and I feel noble solar marigolds light the souls return from that other
got the jams that'll smack ya I penned three books of lyrics 2 for action 1 for backup 'cuz I'm a cold rockin' brother got transistor tunes and it feels real
really got me going crazy Forget about them other girls Come and get with me [Repeat 1] Now baby tell me what's the deal Put the games aside I'm just tryna keep it real
peasant to the king no way out this battle's more than we can handle the town's a slaughter house and we're the fucking cattle [chorus] feel it soul shake down headed for