was something I never had? talk to me-do you know me, and who I am I am your flesh, remember me tell me who I am, and I will tell you what is behind
come, bring your shotgun You ever see your partner die? No? Well I have You ever see your father die? No? Well I have You ever see your mother die?
rings All the things I do not have I understand you can't handle that But for everything that I lack I provide something you almost had Hot flesh that
head And I tremble Sometimes I eat KFC Other times I give up meat And I just eat lentils I'm a singe person in the universe And I am here to sing a
I tremble. Sometimes I eat KFC Other times I give up meat And I just eat lentils. I'm a singe soul on this big blue ball, And I am here to sing a
and my daughters Your sweat is salty I am why I am why I am why Your sweat is salty I am why I am why I am why
prayed, the preacher preached Time and mercy is out of your reach I'll fix your feet til you cant walk I'll lock your jaw til you cant talk I'll close your
I make mistakes I am what I am, I'm only a man So don't take my joy away Don't turn your back on me I know I make mistakes I am what I am, I'm only
, I made mistakes I am what I am, I'm only a man So don't take my joy away Don't turn your back on me I know, I made mistakes I am what I am, I'm only
G Then get out your car and come see And I'm like a battering ram Knockin' them bustas flat on their back I'll show 'em how bad I am The baddest when
now I am gone Gone, for now I am gone [x's 2] (For now I am gone, for now I am gone, for now I am gone, for now I am..gone [x's 2]) [Krayzie Bone] When
down and we?ll bang your brain Muthafucka for thinkin' he famous We in the flesh flesh We in the flesh We in the flesh flesh We in the flesh And if I
one I am waiting for the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one I am waiting for the righteous one With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten
Krayzie: It's 1999. Guess what? The muthafuckin' real thugs is in this muthafucka. Oh, shit! Krayzie: Always, always . . . What am I? What am I? A thug
, beep, goes the sound of my cellular Here's the life of a hustler I am a hustler, I am gangster We nah informer I am a hustler, I am a gangster We nah
Bullet wounds in my flesh Powder burns I digest On the front line I press Until in peace I may rest For battles I can't win With stripes I must defend