I Have Felt in My Heart What I Can't See With My Eyes 'cause the Proof Is Living Inside of Me I've Been Set Free And This Is All the Evidence I Need
I have felt in my heart What I can't see with my eyes 'Cause the proof is living inside of me I've been set free And this is all the evidence I need
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felt in my heart What I can't see with my eyes 'Cause the proof is living inside of me I've been set free And this is all the evidence I need There
blessin', be a soldier, I gotta speak out on Oprah I'm Under Siege, I grab my gun and fatigues Plead my woman and seeds, hundreds shall bleed I speak
the trees I sat down on the benches He snack his dog on my five senses All I could hear was a walky talky saying, "I got 'em" I'm asking the charge,
now somethin' out you [Noreaga]: You can see me in the hood [Capone]: I told him I break wood [Noreaga]: I told him the shank could [Capone]: Cut him
Nigga I just touched ground I gotta get Uptown I'm strapped and yeah I'm trapped, pushin' weight and fuckin' with that furl And I can't stop, because
. You need to maintain ya know what I'm sayin so keep it real. And to all my thugs in the grave we miss yall. I blow a kiss. I give a toast to the niggas
him! Now we have got him! Now we have him! Now we have got him! Now we have him! Now we have got him! Now we have him! Now we have got him! Now we
What you need when the chips is down I'll abide on the stand when evidence is found I give pound to ya niggaz they respect this bitch I spit rounds
-hitter all about the scrilla Ridin' some candy-coated crawlin' like a caterpillar I'm tippin' on them 4's, I'm jammin' on that Screw I'm lookin' for
's funny I mean it tickles. I need a D-boy I need a president and If your spending them stacks I need some evidence. Then you can bring out all them cars
-hitter, all about the scrilla Ridin' somethin' candy-coated, crawlin like a caterpillar I'm tippin' on them 4's, I'm jammin' on that Screw I'm lookin
shit I am that gangsta shit I got a army buddy, ready to kill you I'm bustin' mildew, I knock yo' grill through Cause I done proved that proof ain't need no evidence I
marijuana i don't know why you bitches trippin i got my two nines handing out stitches almost got sparked, as your imagination wishes i don't know why
