In your own time you'll dream something evil sing like an old crow and worship the land Don't be scared if I walk with the devil come down the mountain
's in the public eye, I know you don't want yours to be Truthfully, 2years in its still new to me I wouldn't say your comfortable, I would say your used
me in the slightest I never met a bitch that didn't need a little guidance So I dismiss her past until she disappoints your highness I speak the gospel, hostile Tony doing time
sleep Step into the silence Take it in your own Two hands And sprinkle it like diamonds All across these lands Blaze it in the morning Wear it like an iron
own AK Got goons that do whatever I say Got four young niggas that will spray All these niggas pop pills every day And all these nigga got they own
you really, really need you some soul I mean dead serious damn near 'bout to die 'bout some Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up loud Close your
really really need you some soul I mean dead serious damn near bout to die bout some Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up loud Close your eyes
, come on Ring the bell so it's time to eat Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats, bomb inside the palm Doc rock a wife beater with me beatin' my wife ass ironed
drastic measures See you niggas life expire right in front of me Time could never mend what these cold streets Mentally done to me too often I close my eyes And see my own
And I'm willing to borrow your grass, but I specialize in eating MCs In the immortal words of LL Cool J as he would say I'm a G.O.A.T. And for those
them see they way Through it, not you Can't step in my pants Can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth You lose your tie And your shirt Since
is rising time is near Darkness fills your parting soul mystical power was yours alone You stole the king's crown of gold claiming his kingdom for your own
, we operate in all aspects Of organized crime and if There's one thing i'm sure of, it's that Drugs destroy your mind and destroy Your home in the end
defeat to Triumph There's no place in this jungle for weak lions Politicians and preachers, they keep lyin The streets supplyin, how many times do I have to heat the iron
[Intro: Killah Priest (Elephant Man)] Man, I gotta get this damn money, man Nah, man I can't take this, this time, straight up man (Yup! Elephant Man,
