Into the off-white room, she lived her life just to live up to the moon. Teared eyes, sunrise. She hasn't slept a wink all night. This is the part where
worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry
t stop for a minute cops telling you walk Fake guards telling you pork Settle for shorts, running from court Newports, criminal thoughts On the blocks bodies a court nobody supports What's a
On the dance floor, mangoes is free followed by ghost Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin' new court dates Trauma, hands is like
when we just fucked bitches Bought a lot of clothes and just played the ave Now we rap niggas with a lot of wardrobes And if we want a nigga dead we pay
to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted 'bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin' to floss on him Blind to a broken man's
High octane for the brain, puffin' on some dank Traffic backed up like a toilets do, bumper to bumper Music on slap, sounding like a concert Drink in
'll never be the same after we got burned Niggaz is burnt out and yo there's nowhere to turn Like court adjourned without a quarter to burn Short of return
altar of progress to gods of ambition we kneel, Our database deities--they cannot save us, Microchip miracles only enslave us. The high priests of high
' a gerbil I race in a circle like I'm raisin' a horse I'm racin' a Porsche while they racin' in place They race in a cage, I race on a course, course
it The elevated trainline of the day linin the A Where I first encountered the likes of Baby168 Stan, Iz the Wiz, K56, T.K.A Kingpin throwups and way
the fall of legends Once was the joint now they restin got a God given present My gallant talent is like a magic trick turned by a chick with a bad
his lambo', example, life is a gamble, 15 years old red rag around my hand, My sisters used to laugh and call me 'Rambo', Seen Eazy's legacy melt away like a
[CHORUS] [G Dep (sung)] I am (a ghetto nigga) A ghetto nigga you can tell in a talk On the corner selling the snort It's hell in New York Won't stop for a
I SING OF A WHISTLE (Robert Burns) I sing of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of' a Whistle, the pride of the North, Was brought to the court of
was a friend now a ghost in the dark Cold hearted bout it nigga got smoked by a fiend Tryin' to floss on him blind to a broken man's dream A hard lesson court
Tryin to carry on, wishin I had a bomb to blow up Babylon A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse we're from paragon goin in circles, like a ferris wheel
