I won't need much Just my own space A little time With my own thoughts And my own space Some place to run Some place to hide Where there is no one else
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home These niggas want me to go, don't they know that I'm gone? They know I'm space shuttle level, they need oxygen Don't they know that they boring?Don't
land and shipped away I, is the inspiration we used to survive C, have to see it with your own cries Don't play add it up and alright Still you don't
you can't do graffiti in school They can't be wrong in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall The heart of a lion and the courage
saviors of his own dream Armah - 2000 seasons Talib Kweli-Verse 1 Im not a human being into no spirtual shit, a Spiritual being manifested as a human
cream man Uhh, T.A. all day You don't need that watch, yo, yo [Fat Joe] I went from Jackie to Janice, Trina to Tameka She had the fattest ass if my
't face Where cops can't chase or invade my space We turn up the bass, you tremble in the place Phones ain't traced and flows we don't waste Hoes we don
beats, that wasn't my direction Producers filtering join in with R&B A million rappers, some clones trying to sound like me Biting my space styles, biting my
uh, where my nigga Dilla at And when you look into my eyes, it makes all these feelings rise Makes my space better place, can't you see it in my face? [
't think you're the only one Who has harbored a self-hate I'm just as guilty of selling What my own sweet soul creates Now don't feel bad the next time
S.A., the big C.I.A. The Bloods and the Crips and the KKK But, if you only have love for your own race Then you only leave space to discriminate And
I felt my bones jump as I crossed the road I heard the squad was wiped up so I flipped my mode On my way to D-E-C, baby can't you see That Decatur is
will toast you Don't come closer Yo, I write my own, but-uh who's writin' your rhymes Oh you independent now 'cause you bitin' my lines Listen, two flamin
day in the A.C. Nation Roll up to the rock where there's a universe of rhythm And the beat don't stop in A.C.'s Alien Nation Everyone is a cosmic freak
girl? A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like
A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you Got
my vibe Know what a chick want, know what a chick need Recognize the difference from a male, and chicken feed I'm blessed that's why my neck is glistening You in a
