[Intro] I can't read I got five on it I got five on it too my niggas You smokin nigga? Nah, I ain't smokin Nigga come on, just hit the fuckin blunt Nah
It appears that I've been marked for death My heartless breath The underlying cause of my arrest My life is stressed And no rest, forever weary My
sleep, who do I turn to? When I be low on my cash who am I down with when fifty niggas be talkin bout kickin my ass? Who is my friends who is my foes?
at home, puffing lye relaxing New York got a nigga depressed so I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess God bless my soul, before I put my foot down
I slap dick ta ya wifey Yo (respect, that's my word) [Street Life] Another Wu tradition, Street vision, listen All my life I've been poverty stricken
my case - all except two. It was my 14th birthday, the day that changed my life forever. My brother Michael, the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my
turn around my friends are turnin into foes I can't feel my days at hand please Heaven open up your doors I wanna live my life, my life but my life is
first So nice try, but the prize is ours dispersed They say the good die young, so I added some bad-ass to my flavor to prolong my life over the drum
My tool spit, metal to your side, watch you lose hips And I ain't want to take it there but fuck it we can bang My Cali headbusters'll show you how to
, BUT Back to my story about my fall from glory, And how I levitate from the fate time put before me, They say 'Be patient', but what the fuck is patience when my
Jerreau of Fly Union, Cookin' Soul] "Amsterdam was stuck in my head" "C-C-C-Cookin' Soul" "Amersterdam" "Amsterdam was stuck in my head" [Talking:
year It appears that I've been marked for death My heartless breath The underlying cause of my arrest My life is stressed And no rest, forever weary My
