place that they've seen ain't been the places that they've been me me me me me and you me me me me me and you, me and you you know you never stood
the place that they've seen ain't been the places that they've been me me me me me and you me me me me me and you, me and you you know you never stood
music and rhythm Rhythm backed by words, all in my system System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in Heart into the music, music I take part in One try, one God, and one
But see life moves on and broke niggas can't change it Age ten, new step family arrangement at thirteen, I started gettin' hair on my dick And noticed me and
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be
just like me Who cuss like me; who just don’t give a fuck like me Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing
where you think you goin. Corus: Where you think you goin. Where you think you goin. Aiiyo, what you doin nigga. Where you think you goin. Where you think you
made you Wonder who Shit blazes so much You wish you could play out So you could blaze, too Before I shout you Or give reason to doubt you I study shit and
m right beside you Mind you, my system be bangin, adjust my EQ Peek-a-boo, we not seekin you, focus on being you There's only one of me, cause you
taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You
'm backed heavily while you're back peddling Forget the chitchat on me homie/kick back You wanna trip/you can get your homie's chin slapped So zip your lip back/listen and
suit around and got prepared for the stand off Space mind had blew one of the hands off Damaged laser cannons and he got the system jammed And he faced
nothing, nothing to do, A big fat nothing, Nothing for me, Nothing for you... Suburban dreams, Just out of reach, Work til you die, that's what they teach you
get the fuck out the way This is gonna go down Llevame Walk off the edge no one loves you As always Salvame Cover my eyes no one needs you As always and
me kill a fool on TV (Wilson!) And straight call me a G [Chorus] Penitentiary, I hear you calling me Penitentiary, I hear you calling me Thinkin
trippin' off the power 'Til then, f-ck that, the World's ours And then they (Go) And then they And then they (Go) And then they And then they (Go) And
