Before I depart from all of my youth, I want you to know that I've always been true I never want these nights to end, Singing with and to all of you.
Do you remember a time When you believed in yourself And every note was in tune with how you really felt? Cause I?m filled with this melody, but I?ve
Back to the city from green grass I swear I've never moved so fast Cause I know what's been waiting on me A whole life I left behind It's beautiful out
just a broken bitter moon Could you resign to come down and waste your time and spend money on me baby, I'll show you all this city Cause I've tasted
Well I'm fine But sometimes I stutter cause I cant keep time In love with simple words that rhyme Perfectly placed, they sting much more than mine And
Hey, I must be out of my mind Every second's a lesson that I'm just wasting my time I'd give anything to feel the way I used to feel Full of certainty
I found a story I once wrote where airwaves swallowed cities whole The source of all destruction was my own And I'm starting to think we can be more
universe my damn tongue Crazy muthafucka, I am one, b-but the crazy thing is I began one A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty
my waters, no welfare supporters More conscious of the way we raise our daughters Days are shorter, nights are colder Feelin' like life is over, these snakes strike
east is in the house, like I'm Blahzay-blah When pandemonium strikes at midnight Full moon splits soft niggas in a lunatic on some absurd shit You talk back
a hollow point bust through the punk's back Raisin' Cain, feel no pain as I penetrate Nigga five deep as I strike at a quick pace I got the evil of
the po po, drop top switches on the lo-lo, Your skinny nigga with the fo-fo Make more hot tips like off in Dodge City Elevation say they ain't gonna
dark with a lighter Light up and don't die in silence Somebody was sitting on the backs of the lions Somebody was drinking from the back of the lamb
They don't know it, even though Oh, no, no, can't let you go When I pop, pop, pop (Pop, pop) That funk 'll gon' blow you away Playa hation strikes
back away from the cut But his vengeance of livin', had his braincells start to fuck up Steady callin' his shots, but steady leavin' a trail So sit back
Holy Christ, I leave rappers' souls as cold as ice I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, turnin' men to mice Breakin' the law, city urban tower without
to jail but you was caught redhanded A felony, strike number two Federal Agents like, "What you wanna do?" Make a choice, so you start to think back
