This greed is bigger than you and me Will you come again, body Tongue tied and a viscera third degree Feel warm center of gravity Wash us all away, body
me this greed bigger than you and me will ya come again? body tongue tied and a visceral third degree feel warm center of gravity wash us all away body
me this greed bigger than you and me will you come again body tongue tied and a visceral third degree feel warm center of gravity wash us all away body
no choice he was born this way These streets will pull your number like a phone display You gotta be defensive with your life You gotta be like Bush
all men I mean the... Creme de la creme a schemer... Sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima... True professional 2... (DJ CLUE!) Now that Bush is president nigga we
opium bite Prophet in vein, metropolis claim body and soul Id’s controlled in the optical frame Never stoppin the game Remove your squad with steady plans I body
[Verse 1] Sunshine feelin' static through your body you don't know what's going on Then a creep crawl the mind bends bet it all then cash in and be gone
it real from the jump street still lookin' up to me Out your grill bustin' wit' the heat off of the concrete Blow your toes bloody out your nose got the body
Just be good to each other...yeah Donate some peace of mind Invest in one another...yeah A love of all mankind Just be good to each other...yeah You
niggaz jumping state to state What kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody? The kind of nigga that's gone end up being a dead body Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy They found his headless body
you, could be you Could be you, could be your whole damn crew It happens real quick, screechin' tires Next thing you're hit, your body's cold Your body
are crooks, who can you trust? You only see young brothers in a drug bust Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust My homey got a year for an ounce of weed While Bush
see me with it Big matic (CHO!!!) my respect Automactics, German luger, Kardinal never needed it Niggaz hungry in the streets so we feeded it Pretty face, ugly body
for Throughout my travel's girl, I realized What you see, what you get don't always coincide A bird in the hand beats two in the bush But just one look
passed and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?" Louie askin' me if he'll ever come back so hard We tell the truth, no use in beatin' around the bush Baby
