I will no longer remember suffocating these jaded memories Kill it all until I'm dead inside Until it's wiped from my eyes So the addictions arrive Like
I will no longer remember suffocating these jaded memories Kill it all until I'm dead inside Until it's wiped from my eyes So the addictions arrive
don't fit in, how ya, how ya gonna get in Hey you, the one outside, are you ever gonna get in with your Broken teeth, broken jaw, broken mojo Yeah, this
actions be played back in the mist of mashin' No fairytales for this young black male Some see me stranded in this land of Hell. lail and crack cells [Unverified] culture
The Egyptian Musk use to have me pull mad sluts I shift like a clutch with the Ruck Examine my nuts, I don't stop till I get enough Your shit broke
multi-culture races but not me and my girl, we're breaking through like an escapist because we need to escape this and i for one have got my mind made
Talib Kweli: Clear the area, stand back, nothin to see here Keep it movin (I need the area clear) Get back, stand back, back Get back (we gon' have to
poverty, to buyin property, To having R-N-B b*tches ridin on top of me, Now the fake rap niggaz is makin a mockery, of the culture we've built worst
obituary Not found in any library or dictionary or encyclopedia or media I'm in star mode, with the discipline of dahmo, I broke the u.s. bar code Now
through the vessel, the Marriott? We self made, carry on while we carry out Rick Ross If I woke up tomorrow and didn't have a dolla As long as I have
teeth This lyrical prophet you can't stop this from the West Indies You can tell I'm a lyrical prophet from the words spoken and broken up In these books
know it And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet Now in my natural habitat I gravitate towards having that And I elevate on having that And I'll
, like catching the Hoods in drag, In orderly fashion I'm thanking those who supported me, Wouldn't be where I'm standing if they hadn't have fought for
against your own bible You broke your own laws Just to out do the rival But did you ever apologize For the hundreds and millions of lives You destroyed and terrorised Or have
aggression That persuades me to take up arms upon you, upon you They claim the states in distress due to the rise in crime I feel the manifest has broken
metaphysically bold Never followed a code Still dropped the load Never question," What I am?" God knows Cause it's comin' from the heart What I got better get some Hustler of culture
sin As darkness approaches, and I'm fumblin' through the blunt roaches It's lookin' hopeless, totally unfocused, stumblin' onto the front porch Posted with my closest associates, we were so broke
