You're always thinking About what to say and what to do But what's more important To stay honest or to stay true? I can't see you Where are you
beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights of men Who have died for the protect? The women and men who have broke their necks For
's that wild ass motherfucker catchin' wreck Stickin' Jamaicans for sound sets outside discoteques It's Klep the death specialist, Stallone and Stone shit Stayin' high representin for
wicked rhyme, what more can I tell ya You're quick to pick and find a hardcore record seller I paved the way for days, I'm a new wave yeller For decades
become the best President ever And not just President, fend for yourself Signs his name, takes the blame For all of the names with no shame In their beliefs
scooped up my friends Now I got five dawgs that'll die for me like I'll die for them I'll fight for them, swing or shoot like I fight for Kim All of
do the shit I wanna do You know what I'm sayin'? But I don't give a fuck about What these niggas think That's they beliefs, here go mine I gets embedded
push me I thought my name was self explanatory, y'all niggaz be asking for it Rosco's slang term for gun, P's for Porter Coldchain nigga I'll take yours
looking for a harder crystal, I'm feeling for something smoother I'm listening for a starter pistol. three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for
? A rich ho, or a broke ass ho? [Verse 3] Yea, me momma got my name from the Baptist who made tha wrong moves wit the women and died for it You make
get go Comin' up one gouroujina 3:30 Fast it's like I got a cracker up my ass Crass educated middle, middle class Half caste one of a critical mass Broke
go get. And i got it but now that i think about it i make music for my heart and not for my pockets. Not for profit more for the soul and hopefully Niggas
kind of you to pick up the album and give it a try for once And run and tell your homies that these motherfuckers will die for us So many questions, fingers pointing for
scooped up my friends Now I got five dawgs that'll die for me like I'll die for them I'll fight for them, swing or shoot like I fight for kim All of '
deal My belief was way larger than life Taking charge with the might in my mind And recognizing that in other mankind I knew I was on the right path, see Combating a fight, wrath raging for
1: (Rob) What if I cheated on you? And risk everything for a little, Temporary piece of something that, Doesn't come close to you. What if I broke
And drive a brand new land rover You know I would hand it all over like that He pauses for a beat Long enough for me to retreat to a seat And sit, elbow
