in line this is still not rebellion its a conscious forfeit of control no youre not doing your own thing youre doing everything they want kept sedate kept
done So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin', Christ He won't die, this guy's like a battered wife He's like Kim, he keeps comin' back for more But he
it I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to
's done So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin', Christ He won't die, this guy's like a battered wife He's like Kim, he keeps comin' back for more But
beggar's bash I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everythning cool A backstreet gambler with the luck to lose And when the heat came down it was left
be? A nigga layin' dead 'cause he came for me Yo it?s a body in the trunk son So what?s it gonna be A nigga layin' dead 'cause he came for me I had
beat the shit out the pig It dont take much to split a fool's wig See I'm only one shot from making the headlines So quick niggas are quarters and dead lines
thing Yea I kept the ring, jus switched the finger To the middle one, cause it's F U nigga Was a diamond in the ruff I ain't never played tough Til you got outta line
in a war you've pay for and i hope you still love your country when your riddled with bullets in foreign country showerd with bombs and left for dead
, kid cold turnin' men into mice I was born to take power leave my mark on this planet The Phantom of Crime Rap, niggaz is left stranded Shut down your operation, closed for
I snatch your crown witcha head still attached to it Canibus is the type who?ll fight for mics Beatin' niggaz to death and beatin' dead niggaz to life
I'm shining in the South No need to watch out for jackers, say homie I'm to the good Not only because I'm strapped, but I kept it real with the hood
it's my line To the actor in the corner this is my line Nairobi told me and I kept it in my head Nairobi called me and I left here in the dead of the
A dead motherf*** or a *** in custody With everybody thinkin' of death I kept workin' to be one of the last n*** left So many people lookin' for hope
through the chest Through the head, through the gut it shows The future for us young shooters and old killers Who become rich as dope dealers? Nothing left for
mines? Feel one down to your spine, several parts almost never find Royal blood kin on your fetal line, I'm prepared to deal with fetal lines Yo, check
tension, We then exchanged numbers for the study program, When I saw your number on that paper, I said: "Oh man", I added you and waited for you patiently
