blood in my hair the wings of a hawk angels guide me i seem to be lost spittin a rhyme from ways all in the them freaks they get paid the was layed the bed was set the cat from the fillmoe 'jects here go the it aint that odd kahn, money, clothes, don't forget and rap for the gods that rewrite the holy quran man i've swervin since julius erving to rap now so open the curtain don't be in the lab when i'm bad and pads they turn to cash this how i driving so woo when i step on the gas is mad man she got ass i looked and gave her my gangsta my my legacy i sell it like they told me at the dinner and i'm standing there high in my jean gangsta's, hustlers, and all feel the pain when a falls blood in my from the wings of a hawk though angels guide me i seem to be
its mighty extreme to being a for people to be on the team how much money it to cheat to slow ya down and be free with kenneth cole boots and john suits and that top of the roof who got the show me some the curser the rhyme give me the awake like an owl and drinkin tea watchin fights of ali dodgin with every step this is my rep give me the snaggle puss i'll step to the left with this death as quiet as kept my is tha boss of me the hot sauce to me usin diamonds and pearls to flauce me i there with none hot as a gun the sound of the will make you run move from the slugs will rip your lungs in the eyes of the greediest god rollin the streets with the facade cut the rain like ninja blades the batter ram explains the i got my from project floors weed, dope, and by the door crush anything cause a threat to the bookie secure the bet never leniency he won't agree with me gettin all mad when i the call gangsta's, hustlas, hoes, and all feel the pain when a falls blood in my hair from the of a hawk though angels guide me i seem to be