, the sound, of what i might be when that old ghost is around I wish i could turn back to those nights and just stay home And i wish i could learn that
I wish i could turn back to those nights and just stay home And i wish i could learn that the thoughts are clear when i'm alone Its just that i don'
I smoke ’til I got chest pains And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I
Hit the floor I pull a fast one to let you know that today could be your last one, black, take your breath like an asthma attack Just a slave like
she can't do Anything I wanna do but when I turn my back I'm a mean speed demon heart attack Baby can't drive, baby can't drive I'm a million miles
write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews
back It wasn't nothin' but a microphone contract Dressed in black, I stalk my prey Parabellum in a leather attache Low tones I speak, I speak to few
jock me. I had to reject her Always adventurous voice some say is sensuous I'm on the mic so I think I better mention this I don't like Gucci, Fila,
I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord I say Now how many times will I have to slay today? Will I raise my guage? Oh God How will I teach ya,
I side with the Southside Niggas be outside with they hat cocked I'm telling you, check it out I rock the black block I rock the black blocks all over
you come to me? Flashback, patches of grass growin' wild in fact Cracked walls burnt black like a kingdom sacked Memories like artifacts attacked yet
friends call me stout I just had to bring 'em back Flamboyant baby You know I had to bring 'em back yo When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow I
think, I ain't forgot where I'm from East Oakland, that's where I learned Everything I know and when I got my turn I never came fake on a microphone
to do, I don?t be drinkin' no brew I do get high till I kiss the sky an straight up run this just Hindu I do I go under and under like true lies Shakin
days when I could just fly away I'm trying to stay strong but after today I'm feeling down So who could be behind my smile I'm crying out, I'm left without
world I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines I gotsta get mines, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm blowin' up in the world Blowin
Yeah Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about Let's do it Kanye West, c'mon turn me up And Black Thought, c'mon turn me up And Pharoahe Monch, c'mon turn
