of fighting for my freedom in the most high courts But jump shots get blocked and dreams get shattered And when the day turns night, souls get bruised and
to take away any pain So punk me and I'll give you the world exact change Or quote me and you're never the same, I claim no one I show none the weakness
heat up, and keep it hot Always give ya mo', and then thank We got to freak the Hip Hop and the hot ride I'm on to make shows and can't hide Had first
freedom To be a slave to your inhibitions Inventing excuses and proving the right to back up your condition But a soul like that ain't tied too tight And
City scene ain't no big deal Soul deep so ya say None of that takes my breath away Oh I always seem to see Both sides when they disagree And neither one
M T own 'em Crook-town bounce streets delph to south bar on a I drape soul hearts, I make soul darts Cover mad areas in my crepe soul Clarks MC's lyin
Muslims, and Germans killed Jews And everybody's bodies are used and abused, Huh! Minds are poisoned and souls are polluted Superiority complex is deep rooted Leeches and
, takin shots 'til we fell in love I said let's go Las Vegas and do this Knew this wasn't made for my soul Drove all night and was awakened to cold She
the stomach Nobody wants a little tight ass! 1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit-ups right and Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this
once in a blue, and front with the crew And show niggaz a good time, by getting drunk in the stud' Some niggaz find happiness, with a blunt and a brew
pain from the deepest closet It's like a secret that we keep in bondage Mothers weapin? from they projects First it be that soul, send to haunt the empty halls
follow my lead Fire winds gust, empire crush Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit' the rush Untouchable chunk of air, wax and soul Sound waves slay
are you?) The pimp nigga named Twista from the cold Chi When the sun's, shy gotta keep one eye, nigga I been shot at and stole on No protection from one
, long live rock n' roll, the beat of the drums loud and gold, rock, rock, rock n' roll, the feeling is there, body and soul
Here we go, we gonna send this one out to the old school All these motherfuckers in the Bronx and Brooklyn and Staten Island Queens and all the motherfuckers
'Long about ten and I'm swingin' high Me and my baby, rocking up in the sky Don't care if I spend my dollar 'Cause tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul
And you'll be staying in In your mind, in your mind Bone for bone and skin for skin Eye for eye and tooth for tooth Heart for heart and soul for soul