it !" she screams "So why why can't it be me ?" But she would die if we heard her sing from the heart Which is hurt So how many times will I shed
Freedom is the ultimate goal, life and death is small on the whole, in many ways) (I'm awfully bitter these days 'cuz the only parents God gave me,
can't find peace til my little ni**az on these streets get a piece I know you feel me cause you too near me not to hear me So why don't you help a ni**
get my bang on And on the ave get my part-time slang on Upon a time for me was no joke though They knew I was crazy, so they labelled me Loco Khakis creased
my bang on And on the ave get my part-time slang on Upon a time for me was no joke though They knew I was crazy, so they labelled me Loco Khakis creased
am not in the know I can only see what is above and only from below Substratum of reality through the thick cloud canopy How can it be Canibus? Answer me
is the ultimate goal, life and death is small on the whole, in many ways) (I'm awfully bitter these days 'cuz the only parents God gave me, they were
sassy, why you frontin? Come smash me I can't do it baby-girl, your man might blast me for {HA!} I can't die for American Pie Hypnotized cause somebody
the ultimate goal Life and death is small in a hole in many ways I'm awfully bitter these days Cause the only parents God gave me; they were slaves And