Because I'm black I rob And automatically assume I ain't got no job On my own land I feel like an immigrant If I was white I wouldn't thought O.J.
cleanest boy you found Couldn't see me turned around His fingers stretched across your empty gaze But I just can't escape As the red fades from your
show you what I can do When I'm all alone cold rockin' on the microphone At home [unverified] playin' under the phone [Unverified] dis time little holme
I serve is real superb And I'll be right back with part two of this funky rhyme G Haha, yeah boy Yo Red, I don't wanna flow no more man Y'all go ahead
t judge a book by its cover 'cause it's never what it seems Now I know what I'm sayin' and I feel I gotta scream That I am somebody Like you are somebody
high explosive I slapbox with Jesus, lick shots at Joseph Zoomin' like binoculars, the rap blacksmith Money's Rolex with sparkles, Chef Ragtop is spotless I'm Iron Man, no cheap cash metal, I
some hurricane corridors Become the most wanted, life can seem haunted Thugs and agents who work closely up on it Patriotic hustlers that kill for presidents Conceal the truth but can't
and they ain't takin' pictures mista I'm well equipped to hit ya', same birthday as Hitler, I'll getcha Hey we rep that A A T L A N T A state of G A
hit Jamacia rollin' papers turning up spotta benz City corners I've been in a duece double O three Benz I'm sittin' on those dubs twins I'm from the city
places I ain't never going back Some people I used to love, why I ain't show them that? The skies was overcast, when I was sober last My head is spinning
I cast 'em and I past 'em, get a tight grip and I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em And if ain't good then I trash 'em While you stash 'em, I'll
tilt I said, "What should I do, what should I do, should I step Like stairs, cause I care? And I want you, Cat I want you, Cat I want you, Cat I want you I
's sinking, so yo, I'm bailin' I kept on runnin' even though she saw me And I sat and waited at home for baby to call me I watched a little TV Phone
, PD I had alot Appreciated everything that I got Though I used to take my pops Who aint caught me shaking the box Cause I knew I couldn't wait till it
take it, in case I don't make it 'Cause if my life don't end, I'm damn sure gon' fake it The way I see it, mmm, sexual In the gunfight, two on three,
I'm for real When I say, I love you Baby don't go Your love's so special Can't let me go now If I did wrong, I'm sorry No other love Is for me, oh yeah
I smell foe So I sit back and wait for the day niggas try to kick in my door So I sleep with the big fo-fo But what if I fuck up and pull it too slow