Organized crime, they get theirs on the down low Here's the ticket, wanna bet on a horse show? You gotta be a pro, do what you know When you're dealing
and feel my pain Saying, i'm a bad guy, why's that? Cause when my back's against the wall, nigga, i react Secretly though, i know you admire that You
mouse Your family's upset and you've got to go When it's, five, below and we're ex-pecting snow And then you're on the train with a cup in your hand
what happiness feels like and experinced anything but hard times and heartache so I apoligize for not makin you dance I apologize for not havin any sarcastical songs you know that good feeling
mo' But when I bust in a rush, you better hit the flow Reality is a motherfucker, that's what they was telling a nigga That's just the truth, I lost
But it's either that or you can't point us casualties when we dump Street pain is a motherfucker guard me without a dot It's like a murder scene without
feel my pain Saying, I'm a bad guy, why's that? Cause when my back's against the wall, nigga, I react Secretly though, I know you admire that You wish you
Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin But we feel we have nothin to lose so we offer you, well, we offer our lives, right What do you bring to
me laugh What do you know about having no money for a trim ? Take school photo's with a jim What do you know about boiling a kettle for a bath ? Come
NIGHTMARE thats what I am America's nightmare I am what you made me The hate and evil that you gave me I shine of a reminder of what you have done to
years to figure out what makes this world go round It's not man holding ground with dope sound We gots to ask Why do you feel that a meal can make you ill When you