Put stacks in a Prada knapsack, hit the door Grab the keys to the five, call my niggaz on the cell Bring some weed I got a story to tell, uhh Yo man
you will see like others Before me to you, I am past a story to tell to you I am past a story to tell, tell it If you think you own the end Take another
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your mind and open it. When you taste the truth you will see like others before me, to you I am past, a story to tell tell it. [solo Hamm / Schuldiner
floor Put stacks in a Prater knapsack, hit the door Grab the keys to the five, call my niggaz on the cell Bring some weed I got a story to tell, uhh...
I told Moms I would be somethin' I gave myself to the world now it's like you owe me somethin' Listen up, I got a story to tell It's like I fell outta
Gotta tell you a story on a cold winters night You'll be sailing for glory before you know what is right So come over here now, I got a vision for you
the antichrist is risen The question is now, am I unforgiven? "Legends tells that the creator of this poison's name was Ice Although, others have told different stories
G Basically makin' me anti-social individual, too hype Recognize the type? Then a music called hip-hop came along and saved my life I had a story to tell
'ma a lot of people's threats Biggie smalls in the flesh livin' life after my death Yesterday, I read my horoscope Tell me, Lord, will I be poor and broke? Tell
they, ha? I spit it through the wire man It's too much stuff in my heart right now man I'd gladly risk it all right now It's a life or death situation
You know we have a million stories to tell I'm just one of a million or more stories that could be told Chorus: Sacrifice your freedom Sacrifice your
and a little boy smile Depressed has a complex his mouth was foul You need to stay around I feel like telling some stories First there's this arrogant
that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder where I got my bread Probably all these stones he see From my shows overseas From crime to rhyme, my stories
You ever hear the story of Mr. Faded Glory? Say he who rides a pony must someday fall I've been talkin' to my alter, says "Life is what you make it And
long, painful death. However, you'll be happy to hear that just a few years later he was reincarnated as Shirley MacLaine. And the moral of the story
year 2000 I'll be thuggin' but so I'm [unverified] I gotta get some money, blast if I get hungry So if you read that i done flipped, then you know the story
