's cold is something here? I taste the fear around me like a womb I feel the darkness Now as I journey from this tomb Stealing time, stealing time
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it's cold is something here? I taste the fear around me like a womb I feel the darkness Now as I journey from this tomb Stealing time, stealing time
I couldn't survive- Feeling like this- Feeling alive ! Like the moon an enigma, Lost and alone in the night Damned by some heavenly stigma, But blazing
's my hobby shoot like a tech war man will blaze in the neck we bun them hot bars to the neck shoot like a tech war man will blaze in the neck we bun
going a little tricky - Huh? I know there were time where you thought I would change But I'm the same motherfucking brother even in spite of the fame There might be some times
I spray, niggas pray, lay on the sidewalk Color blood red, body outlined in chalk My rhymes, two zigs all nines Hard hit when they spit, split wigs double time
the flo, at times I wonder Aye when they listen to my shit man can they hear my hunger? Or will these hatin' ass rappers try to steal my thunder Aye this
's Pink shirts and tight jeans I am not participating You a violator I'm an annihilator You just a grimy hater I raise the crime rate up I beat you up steal
and throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin' out the chalk You never seen time
G's represent Turn up your deck Dope House click came to wreck [Verse 3: SPM] Money and the power, glass on the Prowler Blaze up a blunt as I tell you
went down they told you fuck yourself Now you cryin' inside little thug still frontin' Thinkin' to yourself why the fuck you say something Too many niggas wanna beat me up Steal
my own zone You ain't gotta tell me that, so me trail me back to a time When a motherfucker lost his will survive Me and my folks had to hustle and steal
so every time u see me blazed in the bush I get (charged) Every time I see a nigga from chi get in the game n blow up platinum I get (charged) Ever Time
cheese More force than a sexual intercourse So M.C.'s please ! Brothers amaze - keep 'em all in a daze With the wild funk blaze Good grief One time
you gotta make it loud Everybody in the club make it loud And let me hear some noise from the crowd Yeah, yeah, we came to kick the door down It's time
wanna bring it to me Oh, you the nicest M.C. (so so so so so) And what, yeah we known to blow up the spot Pyromaniax burning, blazing hot Why would
