This continue We must go our ways Without you, I can do But first these 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, go, saddle up I'm alge-ballin', dumb can't add it up back, back 'em up, fuck what you throwin' up All these comin' out, ain't nobody showin' up
Man, where your talent at? me where your balance at You the king of the streets? Well, I ain't none of that Just like the South say, watch what your say Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, 'Did it My
I know we see eye to eye, you ain't never lied We should ways 'fore somebody catch a homicide Recognize, lost a lotta when my momma died Did a gang of shit, I'm surprised that I'm alive
Fishburn's yellin' wake up, open up my Don't believe them lies from guys that you idolize Ridicule, try to downplay, try to And criticize when you on grind, so I realized
This cannot We must go our ways Without you, do better But these 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
Go ahead, spit it out, right, get it out So I can respond, nigga, what you talk about like a guillotine, money over everythin' Seems to be the theme in the of the Philistine
Mentally you still shackled up on some shit Side by on the bottom of a slave ship Came a long way from the place that I from Ever seen a last breath beaten out of him?
Hate manifest from the out The shit starts in your heart, then spill out mouth I'm the odd man out, it all pan out I see you tryin' to stand up but you don't out
Now that I found that my path is Prepared, never scared, had to at my pinnacle I'm not you, but you think we identical It's pitiful, you can never bang with the
This cannot We must go our separate Without you, do better But first words I have to say
not that I don't hear you When you scream and curse my It's just that I don't you Nigga, you my space
Three wheels, it up, ammo, stock it up It's not for 'cause George Bush comin' after us That's why it's time to roll, get where I go All my people fightin' for soul, you are not alone
Never waste my pearls on the and the ignorant on my grind, you despise and belittle it Here's a tidbit, X rock that real shit Dump a L.A.P.D. cop, overkill shit
Hooked on a brand new high 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 young shit, the 'Hey nigga, where you from?' shit
though the pistol in my hand, I'm a businessman People grow apart, don't you to understand Let's part ways and then pray for better I somebody 'bout to die, so I came to say
cannot continue We must go our separate you, I'll do better But first these I have to say
It's not I don't hear you you scream and curse my name It's just I don't feel you Nigga, you my space
Yeah, (You my space) Yeah, stop askin' the fuck I'm at, yeah (Nigga, you my space)
to see where I'm at Tryin' to be I'm at all the fuckin' time, c'mon (You my space) Get a life, nigga, I got mines, (Nigga, you my space)