Your useless way of acting just supports your addiction every step you take forward takes you two steps back it is something that you can?t control
in your face, promise me if I cave in and break And leave myself open that I won't be makin' a mistake 'Cause I'm a I'm a space bound rocket ship and your
any I'm sure you'll agree Your eyes roll back and your knees get weak Aw, You're gonna lick your plate clean People come from miles around just to study
from a can of paint You must be huffin', f-ck the ballsack if you taint skank take you on a date You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man
the ones who need so much And then sometimes others pull me off of Your narrow way And by my mistakes I barely make a half a mile a day But the road
the next man 'Cause he don't got the money We left him on the bottom, now he the ex Tech fan Get fuck outta my face, [Incomprehensible] my mistake You
she peratratin' Show your whole family, leave you on your front porch hangin' With a note that's saying: 'sincerely, swartzaniggaz' Put your hands in your
met Farrakhan and had dinner And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter, well No, but I go where the brothers go Down with Compton Mosque, Number 54 Made
I just can't walk away I can picture your face well from the bar in my hotel I wish I'd go to you I pick up, put down the phone like your favorite heatmiser
big mistakes and i thought you said i was great shoot straight and give it my best try ill make my heart as hard as nails that might be the way to live your
a first mistake Life in a day, life in a day You got your education You got your education You got your education You got your education You got your
She let me go and would never tell me why I learned what it means to be somebody's baby They let you lie in your bed by yourself and cry The miles were
i count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride So when you drive And the years go flying by I hope you smile If i ever cross your
stay pro black I go back like Kojak or Bobby Womack Or maybe Jim Brown, been down from Ground Zero Crowned reknown hero, sound pounds your earlobe Mean
long are you gonna have to go Before you see the miles of mistakes and the waste Down these dead end roads and lost highways Talk, I'm tired of your
, we're home Say hello to my little friends DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill Everybody, put your hands where my eyes can see Everywhere we go people
in the same situation, same shit Different day, just with different gangsters in your face Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement?
But the map's already unfold Everybody's soul searchin' for Acapulco gold Hands up raised high Keep your mind blowin' Won't you pay no mind Got your face glowin' Keep your
