my bucket but I bought me a Benz My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie 'Cause in the dark see they hearts' full of homicide My mama cried
in tha game Me against tha world baby Can you picture my prophecy? Stress in tha city. Tha cops is hot for me. Tha projects is full of bullets.
Now I washed you out my mind Like I washed you out my sheets A King without a Queen and my life is still complete My daily allowance of vitamin P from
Haa Touch without seein', love with no feelin' Stealin' a moment, under cover of darkness I'd like to kiss you, let my lips caress you Sending sparks
I came a long way in' my sense, home grown (Ah huh) That's why them little niggas in the projects love me You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my
Who the fuck wanna die for their culture? Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, blacker than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects, I represent the Shaolin my
choice, is it right or left All my 74, put down a real meeting Busting the motherfucking gun out In case a nigga run up, keep a nigga done up Dark the
Life, I'm willing to lay down my life Baby, won't you be my wife Accept this ring tonight Now, I was a blind man who spent his whole life in the dark
If you look in my eyes, you see what I see Take a look at my life, you see why I'm me Everyday on the grind, I'm fiending my seed Try to seek out at
remains, and it ain't even how That Verizon flow, are you hearin' me now? Word to Wasalu, they was sayin' my future was dark I had the fame, but my name
just can't overcome no Chorus (Robin Thicke) You tie my hands What am I gonna be What have I done so bad What is my destiny You tie my hands What am
, runnin' your mouth Get erased, my nigga (My nigga) Look here, I leave no trace, my nigga (My nigga) No witnesses so can you see my face, my nigga (My
cell phone Bitch ridin benz on 20 inch chrome Gimme the key, the car hoe, and the alarm For my prowler, my jag, my benz and my home Bitch you'll neva
the sideline Nigga, the block look the same, it's just crack and cocaine Niggas losin' but we still maintainin' Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand Knockin' project
nothin less then a mature flame velocity's my plane my thought is my train the galaxy's the body sun is the heart and the black hole's the brain heard my
you with the last laugh You wack ass didn't learn the lesson I taught Hip-hop is my game and I'm finessin' the sport I'm takin' my time and still I'm
I'll open up the trunk and hide her inside She say she think I'm cheatin' wit a girl named Jane You ain't just my baby, bitch, you my everything I was
behind a desk tryin to surf the net Cause I be adamant, kill 'em when my joints get added in Worse than boric acid in your project cabinet Dirty Harriet