mind, when that old man looked up and said... Chorus: I'm just a nobody trying to tell everybody, about somebody, who can save anybody. I'm just a nobody
, when that old man looked up and said... Chorus: I'm just a nobody trying to tell everybody, about somebody, who can save anybody. I'm just a nobody
then my fitted riding and if I showed you where I lived you would think that I was hiding can't call it a neighborhood I aint' living by nobody applying
" by Mobb Deep) I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn - I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back [Verse 1 - Immortal
AGAIN And tell him I'm just a FRIEND So buy me Newports, cause as I smoke All I do is think about you and child support But I don't got papes, I got money
nobody been where I been, they at a stand still This is all overseen by my man Will As I walk through the valley, shadow of death I know that I ain'
Fresher than a sniff off havin' them J in fifth I identify with your rhythm But I exist for more than just a Benz, so mends I'm cuttin' off my friends
blow! [M.O.P.] If you my man you could understand! *repeat 2X* [Lil' Fame] I'm true to myself y'all, and I'm a down ass nigga! So don't fool yourself
upset a droid (nobody cares if you upset a droid) That's because droids don't tear your arms out of socket. (nobody cares) I suggest a new strategy: let
I'm sayin Uh, I started rhymin just to be somebody I found out that I already was 'Cause can't nobody be free unless we're all free There's no me and
or in front of them, I'm one of them Started with a hundred, The Game spit three I said "Fuck It!" I'm a have to show these niggaz somethin' 33 is the
] Tryin to blow! [M.O.P.] If you my man you could understand! [x2] [Lil' Fame] I'm true to myself y'all, and I'm a down ass nigga! So don't fool yourself
Mobb Deep] I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn - I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back [Verse 1: Immortal Technique
son of the audio cassette era, tech wearer Bullets and burgettes Benz Bo speak a terror Demand I get mine till I'm dead so I can drop something red
I send Fresher than a sniff off havin them J in fifth I identify with your rhythm but I exist for more than just a Benz, so mends I'm cuttin off my friends
