my dreams, what does it mean I'm trying come out of this motherfucking nightmare Going against all odds but mama said they never fight fair Somebody put a price
coming to get ya! And fuck the local authorities (fuck em!) and hope the big boys don't pick up my case (pray for me) Cause for these big toys and these
pimp the industry hoe And even when I'm rich I'm a pretend to be poor My life's a work in progress, soon to be end of the road But I don't stress cause
feet, lookin fresh, got my brand new garms on, dress to impress. Got my phone line poppin, all these beanies gotta crush, keep something in my pocket case these
Haters wanna see the boy get lost in the sauce But it's gravy so boy get lost Nah I ain't cocky I'm just statin the obvious H.O. the boss and I'm makin his pockets rich
hit up without knowing, every tooth in ya mouth gone Got love for all my hood chicks from Hallistock to South Laurel Come down with ya price mayne, we
blackfam and all Guilty is you all Free Mumia Abu-Jamal The Last Emperor: See time will destroy anything for the right price In the physical world
will still stay paid Stayed away from the little homies who wanted to play basketball All up on it money was fast life was all These niggaz blew em and presumed it was all
meet Jamaica my pistol get it poppin like the pistons and the pacers im the messenger of misery I move discrete you kiddin me my victory is in the jaws of defeat then these
Mmmm...tryna make it all alone Sometimes you gotta swallow your pride and let the lord decide You can't hide from the truth I know we've all tried And
price tags make you choke on your sushi Dressed to impress these bright young things Chelsea chicks drink white wine spritzers G & T's or a bottle of beer ?? crusing the Kings's road
No Checks, Street Niggaz Want Cash When Ya Shoppin Wit Cha Folks Brang Ya Whole Damn Stash Got 2,000 Pounds But I Know It Wont Last Cause Its Road Runner
of a bonded child minus pain..long ago kings used to wear em in they armor wen they faught otha armys because it used to scare em..if u wasnt rich couldnt
2x] Okay They run in yo place four straight to yo face These Niggaz don't play Believe me shit ain all right They cut off all lights And they ridin' all
and all Guilty is you all Free Mumia Abu-Jamal The Last Emperor: See time will destroy anything for the right price In the physical world one man
paid Stayed away from the little homies who wanted to play basketball All up on it money was fast life was all These niggaz blew em and presumed it was all