Where's the sense in trying to do what you think is best? when people spit in your face it really puts you to the test nothing you do is good enough
change your tune or change your pitch Because life ain't easy man Life's a bitch, shit is harder than hard about as hard can get Keep on going where you
the way we feel The pressure's fading now, can you bare the though of knowing truth? Knowing truth? I was rapping in the rain hoping that my luck would
bout da endin of da world today.. COME! [Ice-T] I got a attitude as thick as a convict's Bomb ticks, my heart beats as I rhyme over hard shit Watch this
you the king you know you (Not) "God's son", across the belly (Lose) I prove you lost already Brace yourself for the main event Y'all impatiently waitin' It's like an AIDS test
cops pulled up, they offered him 30 pieces of silver All he got to do is deliver the savior Right on Bergen St. from bad luck to good luck My cup runneth
'geadd and hold no regrets Then you was no threat I go to death Blessed with God's heed and drop a gem On your melon so hard it make you knock-knee
known for gettin whet here And left here, till the cops come pick us up... [mark curry] Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin your luck Intrudin
of clowns trying to rob your part When the herb come knocking send them home with a not I got my house pumped, crunch a problem with my luck Coming
God come save the misbegotten Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In God's eyes) [Chorus: Eminem] Nobody don't care (No matter how hard I try/Look to
golden seal For tomorrows drug test Scared niggaz hugging they techs Don't want to get plugged next Outside there's a bloodfeast We all product, faced with hard luck
more loves For me hard to figure Get a nigga, smoke a blunt Or is a jury starts (break that shit) I gives a fuck nigga Stuck outta luck When I bust Pull
shit like back to back Stay real for life, roll down south For the wreckshop, for the hometown crowd My alias is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through
wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors It's only fair that we share those naked papers You can tell a cat serious about rap and it ain't luck If
tree ornament Come and give me a test whoever claims to be the best Leaves with a 40-below footprint on his chest Fucked up, got stuck, go press your luck
But it's all, but it's all used up Break open your million dollar weapon And push your luck, still you push, still you push your luck A broken nosed
when the mc cocks the hammer you can't touch me and i keep the marijuana right where the slugs be right where my nuts me,Im the man trust me Im fucking lady luck
just a test of time I can stand the test of time Test of time, I'll make believe that you're mine And it's just a test, a test of time Test of time,
