Chorus:] I don't wanna loose the passion, The will the drive the fire that keeps me rapping. I don't wanna lose my brethren cause through the thick and thin They supported me
J-Live] Give it up, for the Gods & the Earths, ladies and gentleman All the human families, the wicked can't stand me The righteous man hands me the mic
and clear up the point I'm tryin to make don't want no bustas around me playa hatin or actin fake don't ever be wantin nobody to get to close I don't
are numbered What RZA put together, let no man tear asunder (Motherfucker) This is P L O, killa hill flow, but you don't hear me though Live in stereo
me up and brought my life to an end I was forgotten, abandoned by my bitches and friends You don't want beef with people like me so don't pretend I'll
I don't see. Ya better take it on down the road. Ya think that they don't see, but everybody fuckin knows, watch me unload. [Verse 3] One thing I ain't
a mic, a dream and some heart Me and my moms wasn't getting along at this time And since pops was gone, I'm out grinding Catch a nigga praying, swearing I ain't
don't stop And to my man, uh yo, you don't stop And to uh yo uh my man, you don't stop My other man, you don't stop
like moses parted the sea Come walk with me My debut album it's all prophecy No predictions in my knack can't mock me Got to hear this at least two times
walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young ins and the OG'
do is play you a song Yeah, do that Yes, what what what, what what what, what? What what what, what what what Yea yea yea (If you don't, lay back) Raider
Album: Rza As Bobby Digital In Stereo [islord] Aiyyo, let me tell y'all niggaz somethin One thing, let me tell y'all niggaz somethin I don't give a,
walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's
my life to an end I was forgotten, abandoned by my bitches and friends You don't want beef with people like me so don't pretend I'll resurrect your aborted
't, admit it Pretend he ain't offended, the men and women Every minute they in it, don't be Every illiterate ignorant critical dissed it Every idiot that ain't
what you want dude? (Whose side you on?) And I ain't saying nothing that ain't already been said See I learn as I go and I put it in my flow I don't
clear up the point I'm tryin to make don't want no bustas around me playa hatin or actin fake don't ever be wantin nobody to get to close I don't know
