So sick of hearing this is old news im insincere? how the fuck would you know ? you dont havea fucking clue at all you gave up you dropped out whats
years of this, Hit or miss, I hit your misses, You are local news, I'm 60 Minutes, I, I hit the target, I hit the witness, I work out in my office, guess
have a thing to say So you are the only light I see You are the only light I need When everybody else
I knew I was out of luck The day the music died So bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys
these haters ain't even seen the light, thinkin we can conquer anything, and the mission always complete, be that little nigga when you see me, with a dog out
Fuck the press, you gotta pump your chest If they don't cooperate, grab some hostages Kick an old bitch in her pouch Skull an old nigga, knock his motherfuckin dentures out Push an old man out
of Assata Shakur. We make this movement towards freedom for all those who have been oppressed, and all those in the struggle. Yeah. yo, check it- There were lights
my jack" Rude excavation, landin' site, boy hesitatin', jack-knife He rips his leg open, so out of time Blood and light runnin', it's all like a dream Light
[Pusha T] Malice found religion, Tony found prison I'm just tryna find my way out this f-cking kitchen a birdseye view got me channelling my vision turn
cell In the light from the dashboard Hissing from the road The smell of rain in the air con Maybe check the news Or just put a tape on Lighting up
O (Live O) It's Live O (Live O) It's Live O (Ah) Look Skank out (Skank out) Sank out (Skank out) Sank out (Skank out) And jump about See-Saw margerie
roll out like four wheelers, **** sent us From backstabbers and gold diggers tipsy off brown liquor Watch me obnoxious broad call me cocky Poppin' long **** stabbed it out
Knack (had the knack) And i remember when you had your first heart attack (heart attack) I was right there laughin when I heard the news (heard the news
, I'm busy Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator Steps out it's the same old scene Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news
would look back I'd damn near have a heart attack So every year before the summer would start I'd write a love letter and I'd pour out my heart But she
news A ghetto movie, with no sequels But I still show you previews That will free you, from your evil An old man, cookin? her-on, over hot tea spoons Old
singin' The blues is what I feel You tell me your love light is dimmin' And how your old lady cheats You go backstage with all the women While I go back out
it all happened I was in the lime light News, camera, gaven killer stamina Another year I'm here but forgotten Skin is rotting feeling old, cold Motherfucker
