the ancient mirror and created a new one Manufactured my own God machine based on mortal men philosophies Pinned my life to this God machine and killed
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me somewhere Somewhere that I can feel free Get me out of New York City, son New York City's killin' me Gotta get out of New York City, son New York City
don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my hearin' Money laundering, honies wondering Who me? I reply casually Come, what God
Its 5 o clock in the morning and the rising sun wakes me Im Laying in a bed with a girl that dont belong to me And she Whispers Come on my Darling lets
Smokin' the best spliff in a brand new Benz No ID on the track let the story begin, begin Yeah Lookin' in the mirror but I don't see much Starin' in
to rap So I'mma fuck 'til I die, yeah, I'mma do it to death And instead of mourning your death, I'd rather celebrate your life Elevate to new height
house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new
There is a house in New Orleans They call The Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one I cried to my daddy on the telephone
lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then? Must it go on, we must stop the killin' Tell me why we die, we all God's children All this hate can't last
Hark! The herald the angels sing Glory to the new born king Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise Join
Verse 1: Layzie Bone The cycle continues look what I've been through Chapter 5 from the Book of Thugs Nineteen Ninety Nine two thousand New millenium
The Souljahs marching on prepared for war The cycle continues look what I've been through Chapter 5 from the book of thugs, 1999, 2000 New millennium
get 'em off. Finished niggaz wanna hear silence, makin' me riot, fucka stayed messed and fry-ed. Thought it was over, nigga never the silence. I'm on the rise
family straight I, po' out some liquor so you don't go out forgotten I'm drownin off in this bottle, tryin to solve my fuckin problems New days changes
) Thank God for the chauffeur Where to little lady? She's my designated driver Bad little B, like the destiny survivor (She's a dime) We can see the sun rise
Kanye or Lil' Wayne And I'm a fan of 'em all But the fact still remains - that I won't 'Cause we tryna create our own lane I swear to God that I will
a half key holes Bite marks from you slugs on track some kilos Three loads, on my P's, Q's, and my G hoes G, G, G whiz my rise like the superheroes