seem To find my way But I wanna know how I know I'm meant For something else But first I gotta find myself But I don't know how Oh, why do I reach for
Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me Because I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be This rock star shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys just
so to what extent, if any, should I go? Cause it's getting expensive Being on the other side of the court room on the defensive They say I cause extensive
me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me Cuz I told him Jessica Albas my wife to be This rockstar shit is the life for me And all the other guys
man's world [Chorus] (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for brother Mutulu) Oh, who knows what tomorrow brings (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for
knuckles Spark it give me two's on that War war war war I want to declare a war True say blud that when we ride We don't stop for nobody The Africans
kill for this paper. It’s on the poppin. People wanna know when the album droppin. Start talkin. keep walkin. Flatbush new york and we live for you. Sling for
even though our love was three-dimensional One (me) two (you) three (your pops) now what am I to do I had to transform into educated lad Going around doing chores for
zone off For this fly shit you gotta cut your phone off Phone lost, higher at the telegan This is not a freestyle It's a skeleton Skinny rapper in the room
get his whole life packed in two bags, Just two bags, couldn't even pack his clothes, Some folks didn't even have a suitcase, to pack anything in, So two
Once two individuals walked in a room One looked at the other but he doesn't know what to do He'd better figure out his plan so If he succeeds, he'll
You better make some fuckin room Cause it's on with the pigs and them other nigs When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump Verse Two Now Little
to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities The other color don’t know you can run but not hide These are tales from the darkside... Verse two
tha fuel, and traffic bitches bust you To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse Like noah, take em in two’s for 40 dayz and 40 nights
made it to the other side where the grass is greener And the sky is always blue And it goes on forever and ever but there is only room for two Deep
break) And the estate got a lake for a backyard (The pool room product put it all on my sacks card) For real? (Yeah, for real) I'm ill, I deal, I did
smiled with eyes that looked as if they knew me This is scaring me We walked up the stairs still concealing gloom There were two girls sitting in My room