This cannot We go our separate ways Without you, I can do But first words I have to say
It's not that I hear you When you scream and curse my It's just that I don't you Nigga, you my space
Yeah, blacked out, tatted up, let's go, up I'm alge-ballin', dumb niggaz add it up Cock back, 'em up, fuck what you throwin' up All these rappers comin' out, ain't showin' up
Man, where your at? Show me where your balance at You the king of the streets? Well, I heard none of that Just like the South say, watch what mouth say Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, it My Way'
I we don't see eye to eye, you ain't never lied We should ways 'fore somebody catch a homicide Recognize, lost a lotta love when my died Did a gang of shit, I'm that I'm still alive
Fishburn's wake up, open up my eyes Don't believe them from them guys that you idolize Ridicule, try to downplay, try to And criticize you on your grind, so I realized
cannot continue We must go our ways Without you, I'll do But first words I have to say
It's not that I don't you When you scream and my name It's just that I feel you Nigga, you my space
Go ahead, spit it out, right, get it out So I can respond, nigga, fuck what you about Drop like a guillotine, money over to be the theme in the land of the Philistine
Mentally you still up on some lame shit Side by on the bottom of a slave ship a long way from the place that I started from Ever seen a man's breath beaten out of him?
manifest from the inside out The shit starts in your heart, then spill out your I'm the odd man out, it all pan out I see you tryin' to stand up but you stand out
Now that I found that my is original Prepared, never scared, had to at my pinnacle I'm not you, but you think we identical It's pitiful, you can bang with the criminal
cannot continue We must go our separate you, I'll do better But first words I have to say
It's not I don't hear you When you scream and curse my It's that I don't feel you Nigga, you invade my
wheels, lock it up, ammo, stock it up It's not for niggaz George Bush comin' after us why it's time to roll, get where I gotta go All my people fightin' for they soul, you are not
Never waste my pearls on the and the ignorant on my grind, you despise and belittle it Here's a little tidbit, X rock that real Dump a L.A.P.D. cop, overkill shit
Hooked on a brand new called monopolize Put you on where you just, you was out of line And I got the time to fuck around with the dumb shit You know that young shit, the 'Hey nigga, where you shit
Even the pistol in my hand, I'm a businessman People grow apart, expect you to understand Let's part ways and pray for better days I somebody 'bout to die, so I came to say
This continue We must go our ways you, I'll do better But first words I have to say
It's not I don't hear you When you scream and my name It's just that I feel you Nigga, you my space
Yeah, (You my space) Yeah, stop where the fuck I'm at, yeah (Nigga, you my space)
to see where I'm at Tryin' to be where I'm at all the fuckin' time, (You my space) Get a life, nigga, I got mines, (Nigga, you my space)