make the system look stupid, [yo] They rather look you in the face and shoot it And leave your spot looted [or what] Or leave your whole life blank
to make the system look stupid, [yo] They rather look you in the face and shoot it And leave your spot looted [or what] Or leave your whole life blank
gather Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger It didn't matter, it was all self-esteem At 16, you only needed one on your team And mom and
The chimp in the jungle, I like to gather in wisdom in bundles My arms swing from the branches of life, I write humble My notes are crumbled, my hopes are
crews to residue Exposing fools, my words are valuable like stolen jewels Your flows are used, you turn them back in with your fruit like bowling shoes Maniacal fiend that [? ] are
be a heroin(e), your own mind Fuck your internet, coke is it when you on line Smokin dirty weed, ignorin the medicinal herbals So we in your ass like
in ten seconds, what? I'll be the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception B-Boys gather around and act p-noid Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes
's a crazy mixed up world 'Cause it's the end of the world [x2] [Bizzy Bone] And trouble may come and sometimes You'll get pulled over by one time And
ten seconds, what? I'll be the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception B-Boys gather around and act p-noid Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes
s a crazy mixed up world 'Cause it's the end of the world [x2] [Bizzy Bone] And trouble may come and sometimes You'll get pulled over by one time And
be when the storm falls on thee then back to your grave you'll sleep for a thousand years Raise your sword, the evil awaits we are the lords of victory
you never dreamed but you slept and i witnessed it it's over your head it's way outta your grasp now you're outta weed outta cash outta gas and you're
and gather Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger It didn't matter, it was all self-esteem At 16, you only needed one on your team And mom
chimp in the jungle, I like to gather in wisdom in bundles My arms swing from the branches of life, I write humble My notes are crumbled, my hopes are