What made you think I wouldn't turn my back on you When you neglected me from day one. Brought myself up in this cold world Born to know I ain't no fortunate
jungle where dreams are made, oh There's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you, let's hear
's right to hear? You? Hey, PMRC, you stupid fucking assholes The sticker on the record is what makes 'em sell gold Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
t play any games with you Anymore if you don't want 'em to The world won't wait and I watched you shake But honey, I don't blame you Hell, I still love
out and, help me" That's all I hear is moms prayin', I keep hearin' gran sayin' "Somebody oughta just reach out and, help me" Don't cry mama, your baby
good to me, baby I just keep on fucking you all night long Me and you baby got it going on You ain't tripping every time you see me You get loose and
mack I'm all about rapping but it ain't like that You better tell your homeboy don't make me laugh I'm the too s.h.o.r.t. I don't rap wacks I'm a too
prayin', standin' over you Lookin' at you hooked up to a machine, holdin' your hand, sayin' Don't you go nowhere, stay here with me 'Cause if you leave me
cat smacked Anyway though, styles don't apply to me Jeff Goldblum couldn't be more fly to me Shorty say right after the suck fuck proof You hit it on
t make you an American Why if birth made you an American you wouldn't need any legislation You wouldn't need any amendments to the Constitution I don't
you in some deep shit You coppin' pleas now, it ain't a secret Trying to be niggas you can't even speak with You can't run, you can't hide Bad boy 'till
I pray for a better living even though I think I'm better dying why, 'cause I'd rather hear the angels singing why, and I don't wanna hear my people crying, feel me
) Don't you know that ghosts exist? Do you believe in exorcist? Don't you know that demons live? Do you live a life of sin? Don't you know they'll comfort
demons live? Do you live a life of sin? Don't you know they'll comfort you? Depending on the path you choose Don't you hear the ghostly calls? Or
extent When it's on, it's over don't get no chance to get popping Forgotten about you before your body cold in a coffin Just another failed attempt, you
to me But he didn't he didn't he didn't let me know about all the shady shit that's in, in between you and yo' dream, y'know? See it's more than the music