The world is dyin' the world is cryin' World goes blind while the boy is lying The house is burnin the children mourning their father's death While world
', perhaps speed glowin' The golden wise domes, blizzard unknown The unforbidden, got to live, wild style begun To uplift the mind, boy I'll bring out the sun You trapped
up I want to rock, now comply or get shot down I know you gon' hire some cops now Coca, sun down to sun up Caly Cartel, used to be a runner D Boy,
I pity the fool who gets between me and my destiny I take you to school, stupid I teach you a lesson not to fuck with me Little bitch, I?m a god Besides, motherfucker, who
you write, you the type to run in a fight I hold mics while you hold spite like a broken hearted bitch Don't give no fuck who yo team or who you startin
all for one boy, where them young boys clappin' you And thugs hold the fort down tight, they bust back at you Another nigga drop, tryin' to stop drug traffic dude B-Boy
back brother they call Timbaland I drive a 850, sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van You can catch me standin' in my B-boy stance Or catch me at home watchin' 'Who
first degree But I call it my retribution. Ya had your chance to keep the sun And now your in the rain, I be the Skarcrow but you the one who missin
a loud thirst submersed in a trap Little drummer boy verse' thunderclap In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest Adaption is the trap in which
Slugs with no heat Diamonds that don't break You thugs is so sweet I float so much I get seasick Flipmode is the squad who I beez with Who I get plucks
bab' boy like Jody I put you under my wing, bought you your first Roley Nigga I helped raised you, why would I play you? When the sun goes down and
got me trapped in the haze And the wind must blow As the rivers flow Will we ever know If the truth will show In another world Just a boy and girl Holding
for the exit sign And some fainted from the heat There were heroes who did their best to help The children escape the flames And the others who managed
I broke out the Hen', poured a little out for him Told him who was gettin' married, who had went to the pen How the homie named his newborn son after him But as the sun
shank in my hand, who's the man You won test, who me? I think you better back up and chill, g Don't make me mad boy, don't even try Eyah got skills,
full of wild oats, Why don't you sow come seeds? The seconds drip, minutes click, Set the trap, turn the lock, Turn your back. Moon dissolves, sun
with the poise of a queen though she was only 15 And I was 16, my mind was in a swirl, and by the looks of this girl I was a peasant who did not have