Had to run from my home if you can call it that,. Grabbed my cd's and an overstuffed backpack.. Things got hot with my moms and pop,. night after night they blew up the spot..
Could I fly around the world. If my wings were really broke. And see so clearly. Drowning in grey smoke. I've got to stay quiet. But there's so much to say.
No fronts no tricks no soap box politics. No guns just blunts we kick this just for fun. We come with the fat joints. To uplift the moods. Big up to people catchin' on this groove.
One life to get it right, there's no time to waste. One track in this rat race, keep up with the pace. Who is sure the rich or the poor. I'll take my time and be secure.
Oh god I'm sick right to the bone in this hell that I call home,. Boob tube has brought me down, it's worse than it's ever been.. Look what's going on in Los Angeles, violence and social unrest..
You come on over right through my front door. Strapped with all your baggage, what you bringin' that for?. Don't want no disrespect 'cuz we all know the score.
We live just for today,. now is not yesterday,. tomorrow's another day in live.. I heard that growth is slow,. that's not the way it goes,. variety's the spice of life..
You don't have to be the person actin' like the fool. About time you learned you somethin', so go to school. You never knew you had the answer but that's a lie.
You don't have to be the person. actin' like the fool. About time you learned you somethin'. so (you'd better) go to school. You never knew you had the answer.
East side, west side. larcency and homicide. people trying to survive.. Prostitution, retribution. toxic waste and air pollution. politics: no solution..
She stands upon a candle's end. The sword of her smile in the ghost of a friend. So maybe she'll think. that I already know (oh no no). -- I don't even know my own mind.
Yeah yeah look here what I got for you. I can hear you inside screaming. feeed me the juice. There's nothing left for you to do. I got get mine no time to be sorry.
It's not about a revelation. It's not about some religion. It's not about a house of worship. It's about our redemption. . We have to make it work. We've got to live, give, don't trip.
I'm hitting switches in my eighteen wheeler. Burning trees on the run from the smokies like a dealer. A master MC on the CB kidnapped your ears G. But you can't even see me.
I'm hitting switches in my eighteen wheeler. Burning trees on the run from the smokies like a dealer. A master MC on the CB kid nappin your ears G. But you can't even see me.
Don't just sit there, get up!. . Check the groove, bron to make you moove.. Paid some dues never sang the blues.. How I choose to give the love to you.
Back in the old days when gangsters were all the rage. And crime was the front page of news and TV..... A group known to no one who's blows were all low ones.
Standing up at the plate. Waiting on my date. I was startin' to worry. She was a half-hour late. My team don't like it. When I delay the game. But they know I'm crowned.
Wake up Monday nothing new. Weekend has caught up with you. Lie in bed hold your head. Pray to god you ain't dead. Alarm clock rings out like a bell. Start this day a living hell.
Now you never know when it's your time. It's always there in the back of your mind. Read it in the paper see it on TV. Never think it could happen to me.