Ever e-ever ever e-ever felt so ever e-ever ever felt so lonely Ever e-ever ever e-ever felt so ever e-ever ever felt so lonely Ever ee-ver ever e-ever
never see what I see, motherfucker Beanie Sigel, the realest nigga from the streets was taught Stay cased up nigga, stay deep in court Reminiscin' on that cold cell, deep
other replies with a wave of a hand I am already here in this promised land but not by a god and not by a king and not by a spirit deep from within
no more Nightgown draggin' on the heated marble floor Flash Cartier when you open up the door, slide these on baby So butter, still relate to the gutter Just your lifestyle's different, spirit
Someday, someday, someday Someday, someday, someday He'll come to get me Someday, someday, someday Someday, someday, someday Someday, someday, someday He'll come to get me It seems like every other
, the Hong Kong Fooey, human tornado like Rudy Turning your bomb-ba-zee into doobies Platinum overseas like the Fugees, Japanese Germany groupies, mooshi mooshi, sniffin' lines Off each other
energy, your love is lifting me, Lifting me high...high... When you called me on the telephone, You made my spirits rise. I'm glad the others didn't
And around, and around, and around I'll fly a starship across the universe divide And when I reach the other side I'll find a place to rest my spirit
rapping, writing rhymes on napkins Was really visualization, making this shit actually happen It's like something come through me that truly just consume me Speaking through the voices of the spirits
imagine he hadn't been past downtown It's deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my
mind's playing tricks You thought you got the channel but you couldn't get a fix upon my mental -- I keep it complicated Explosion of the spirit cause
hand that's holding all the guns Plunged, deep into religion was my first decision To save me and my daughter's lives But I can't thrive off spirit and
I see motherfucker Beanie Sigel the realest nigga from the streets was taught Stay cased up, nigga stay deep in court Reminisin' on that cold cell, deep
t have to suffer, When the streets get the upper had on us and we lose a brother, And I Wish I could go deep in a zone, And lift the spirits of the world
homies wouldn't have to suffer When the streets get the upper hand on us and we lose a brother and I Wish I could go deep in a zone And lift the spirits
I teach those that flow how to be better I train MC's to gain in any endeavor But if you tryin' to diss, you'll get dismissed from the class In other
jar with the others (That's right take a seat) Ain't no smokin' in here, I need to keep my ball clear There spirits in there (What's your future, someone
are red like splattered blood. In this pond a spirit cries, snakes and bugs replace his eyes. Some don't believe and dared to swim, something under will pull you in. Hidden deep