want it to be Your only friends are the ones you?ll never see And you?re falling just as hard as you can This is the last chance This is the last rope
down two Bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black 'Cause god damn its a brand new payback Fuck Pat Sajak, never did nothing for
finishing up, what you ain't even begin to do when your backs against the ropes it's either him or you yaa??ll ain't so important that my words are meant for
of Remy Martin gettin' milks by the carton Extortin' the light weights for thinkin' they important The night pays and heavenly ways ain't nothin' free
on grinding when you kinda broke That helps you to keep composure up around your folk That keeps from trying to wrap a rope around your throat Don't choke, you feeling like giving up
its a shame will it ever slow up alot of n-ggas getting older but they never grow up and do they son's like they fathers did and never show up don't
to represent me, yea! Im out for dead fuckin presidents to represent me!-The warm up! Yea, the warm up!-yea the warm up (This is, the warm up!) Verse
so much And how I'm such a young nigga that seem to know so much While you was running round pumping for niggas I was listening and you still pumping for
how Rosa Parks done it for us How she stayed behind bars and she done it for us And she stayed behind bars till she won it for us Sometimes I wanna give
we're gonna kill them first lets do this, pop up gather my pistols, pick up some rope, zip up my coat, my mind soak with thoughts of close and dangers
gives something for nothing A wallchart for his heart a victim of all his desires Sometimes he dreams of a scratch me scratch me section A rope ladder of hair a Babylon for
can do it the old way and leg it Big up the Bow E3, I still rep it, I still name check it Nothing but L.O.V, you can't dead it But big up the KNT 'cause
wait on the row for the man To test the rope, he'll slip around my throat and silence me On the day he was tried, no witness testified Nothing but evidence
do you wait around? it might turn red again and now you're hanging for these ropes and are you hopeless or well off? so light up one more cigarette for
burden on another friend. So when I've sweated on my farewell stage, when I've wrote my last hook in my last rhyme book, when I get the last nod of approval
but i couldn't care less, no i couldn't care less so sweet heart kills me constantly she takes my last breath, you took my last breath and i'll choke on my last
Friends with my foes so my peers are annoyed Everyday they just watch me cry tears of joy I don't care for the ploy, came up from being hella broke You
locked up, you've got no way out You're broke down you're fed up, your lungs start to shout You're wincing, convulsing, you're aching with pain Gasping for