What more can you ask, it?s not just a task, no matter what happens to you, we can make it through We can make it through We can make it It?s all
no tellin' what we could do Getting high between the sheets Make the shit right here discrete Putting hickies on ya belly while we fucking on the beach I love it
Laced with game, practice on takin pain Quick to slang, and let it rain through yo' brain Street smart, proficient, intelligent And keep suckers hittin 'til snitches start smellin it
Can you and I be truthful now? What you run away from And then you know the pain to make it through somehow What you run away from What you run away from It
somewhere I'm looking out for no-one Pallor in my eye it get blue like neon Tricky Hell is round the corner where i shelter Isms and schisms we're
I can't seem to feel it, feel it Feel it coming over me (Will Smith) The rain gon' come through the window, pain will come Black, white, rich, poor, it
Keep on trying, You can never hold me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't hold
I gotta make it on my own We don't need your education We don't want no pacifier We are the leaders of your nation We're gonna make sure the world survives
loves you girl and you better know it We're all we got it this world, when it spins, when it swirls When it whirls, when it twirls, two little beautiful
way And this course I travel Was it up to me? Did I make the choice? Or was it destiny? Is it destiny? The question still remains Are we free to choose
t gain possession Them haters couldn't take it Can't see me unless you sleeping Nigga Freddy vs Jason Snoozing on a jet movement Your worst nightmare in the making
ballot, it's Abdul Malik Don't approach with bullshit, I'm quick to call it invalid Route through your district, we keep it simplistic No need for the rapper to talk, put it
Cock it back for Esham And let it loose to they spine [Judge D] An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' [Shaggy 2 Dope] It's wicked when
my nigga Tech N9ne Cock it back for Esham And let it loose to they spine (Judge D) An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' (Shaggy
shooting where's the shelter? (What can I do?) Modern day Helter-Skelter (In your residence) My neighboors taking from me (Mr. President) This world's so money hungry. Let it
channels, energized up through the back of your spine So, observe as my G energy strikes a vital nerve One swerve of the tongue, it pierces like a sword through
it up If you religious praise it up If you gotta get high then blaze it up For the ones who never gave it up Take a champagne glass and raise it up Make
crew smashin' Through your city get the committee a ready faction We run shit And muthafuckas are on it You can't call it, buster you better stall it [chorus] We
