sweat and gears Life in between the racing stripes We break day and night Alternative lifestyle I ain't looking for her pussy boy This trill jet shit
got deep into my mind, see I got a treasury That float through my head like a sweet melody What you telling me, reflection is a collection of memories Definitely this is
in New York Poor folks and workin class got slayed in New York Even still, everyday they make weight in New York Flashlights lookin for a brighter day in New York In New
heavy turbulence. Disturbing images, burning in your mind for my encouragement. Permanent deep scars. Extremely sharpened instruments. Courage is necessary. Survival in this tournament. Tomorrow's a new day
fucking with that nigga for last five years Is it fair, is it equal, is it just, is it right? Do they do the same shit when the defendant face is white
with no direction, seems confused A victim who spent years being abused His mom's a drug addict, she has a bug habit Was a seven day event, since she
I blame it on humanity, for this insanity, spy satellites, The last data for life, theres no day or night, cia, Take samples of my dna, new borns, grow
page, Golden Gates turn to rust Man controlled like a puppet, the Earth is center stage I've been deceived by modern day Eve with a weave Poison me with
is That it is a very painful process But it is not destructive It?s the world deliberation That what really happened in the '60s Was that this country
to K-Os Many tales radiate from one nexus Defending a dream of a new directive A call from the deep sums up a notion The day when the people bum-rushed
skull drug Break bread nigga What? Break bread nigga Tell 'em, tell 'em Break bread nigga Hey, I'm a maniac Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain is
your eyes Otherwise you're about to witness history The thoughts and views expressed on this album Are a direct reflection of the new generation So
' shillin's livin' it up is a must A Benz is not needed to portray my wealth A Jaguar is not a symbol for a star But Nelson Mandela, is a fellow I consider
Oh yes, this is special This is direct from what we call 'The Funk House' This is a total dope, phat one, know what I'm sayin'? And this is how it's done
is pushing the range Stars ride by while the chauffeur's drive But all you girls with 9 to 5's dance with pride This is the USA, great to be alive Great
this started Comin' to you live and direct from the 1986 version, comin' up to 1993 Of course, Premier on the beat, now check it out The girlies is
move, my bed is made of nails I try to roll, my skin slowly tears away My flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my day Walking out the house, this morning
all is said and is done Serious as the cancer give a answer to Run So check out my records, I make my message clear In this direction, where do we go