on safety My mother raised me alone, you can't break me My hearts pumpin' the blood of Royce Gracie My thoughts dumpin the slug and point straightly You rhyme fakely
scream at this idiotic belief I rise my fist to crush your damned oppression Without the sun nothing, give us back our solar wheel... Wolves are not
want a beef with this juvenile delinquent I'm not good, I'm livin' like a hood And when I kick MC's abandon ship 'Cause my brain is the sun of a solar
Fake comfort, the devastating kiss of death, fake love, bitten by the deadliest snake. Broken hope, you played me like a marionette, crushed dreams, I
trippin' Letter to control about the Big Brother (Led into control, learning to control, Lenin to control) Try like hard to not blow my cover Never been a fake
deranged You better believe it gotta stop. Yes it gotta stop, word is bond God! word is bond! I'll be coming around the mountian Mountain Mama mia more money nonstop Solar
my truce, Your my questions your my proof, Your stress and your my masseuse, Mama say mama say momma Dondas' son, Lost in this plastic life, Lets break out of this fake
of friction, terrorize your juristiction Ain't no intermission, seen it all through preminition Build with my earth, the knowledge mean god In my solar
: Haaaaaa! The flashbacks of my past acts are numerous / Since out the uterus...Earth encounters ain't been that humerous / heheheheh...my laugh lines have been faked
ll demolish Polish up your skills just forget all this Call it quits it's overwhelming You keep failing to impress You're sluggish, I'll put a fake mc
Lock load ready to aim at any target I can get your brains for a bargain Like I baught it From target Hiphop is my supermarket Shoppin cart full of fake
After Death" bandana Here take it - in case I don't make it cause if my life don't end, I'm damn sure gon' fake it The way I see it, mmm, sexual In the
I don't like it I'm the master in innovation, that ain't the ?reef? Well perhaps I'll bring it center stage then so you can peep My rap style fail safe that derail fakes
makin it Even though, my boyfriend n them be hatin it I'm a top hat, them cats is mouses I sport ice, cost mo' than niggaz houses I'm nothing close to bein fake
We come rushing through your stereo system, into your ear canal, like this alignment of the solar system. Have you forgotten about the days when we just
I'm the best but I'm better than you Try to step but I'm ten steps ahead of your crew I'm deaden you And every fake move you make Embedding you in the
nigga vomit Cuz he gave it all when preparin to respond wit My correspondece, only young foes fall as soldiers in the Cold War Powered by solar Always