not having it you're not the shaper You aim with precision for what you want in me I've got a different conviction the mold you want to fit isn't legitimate You
you feel like you wanna die sometimes you can release stress to this, just keep god first in your life, even when you feel like he ain't blessin it, If you
a red nose pit, with his mouth on it I be platinum 'fore it's over bitch I put the south on it You can put your mouth on it, if you ain't than zip it
here drop, men I fear not Hold ya nose and blow out til ya ears pop Since ya crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot With, this underground
be a real MC before the day is through" Rap today is a circus, underground or surface Know why you're doin this, kid, the soul purpose (Soul) (You know the deal) (Soul) (You
you need something special Yeah, you need something special all right You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track To shoot you someplace and shoot you back You
, rollin', you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets, if you looking, for me, ill be, rolliin'! you can find me in the streets, you, you
these rappers you would swear I had a hit list Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness If you aint been a part of it at least you got to witness
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? His palms are
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? His palms are sweaty
you until you see your fuckin legs With the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you (AHH!) Fuckin mad dog, foamin at the mouth Fuck mouth,
house out in a tan tinted Sedan He pull your mouth out 'til you can't finish a damn Ham sandwich, or your can spinach and Spam 'til you gotta sip through
all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list, everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness, if you aint been a part of it at least you got
to convince you Cuz you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm still wit you Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just bein real wit you You see the truth
these rappers you would swear I had a hit list Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness If you ain't been a part of it at least you got to witness
