(Bob Vocals) Now we go and we out what is the meaning of Rastafari, Well... Rasta mean head, means creator, So rastafari means creator, Head creator in common is God, Ah him is the creator, Just like the seh, just like the revelation, just a mirror.
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Been through good and bad times, fluctuates, I got love in my heart, homie fuck da hate, Dem niggaz talking to da cops, they be fakes, Cry on top, it must be fate, Queens is my City, I it down, Da hottest nigga in da streets, I da crown, My little was a toddler, he a soldier now, He got a that's so profound, I heard niggaz talkin shit, Kay is a loser, Real turn bitches, a game I ain't used to, Stay on ya grind get that cuz money is crucial, Don't fall in with them bitches, them bitches will use you, I smoke to get high, it ease da pain, Turn my to da sky cuz I feel so strange, Every day in da hood and I a change, No in da ghetto, all I see is rain, Sometimes I think how to kill myself, through the fire and I'm still myself, Got so many insecurities I built myself, Get my my brother on the phone, this is my plea for help.
When I smile you smile back, Been my from a while back, You was a cat, In da streets all day, to get laid, Runnin da cops, trying to get paid, So many on ya blade.
I say....
When I smile you better back, my homie from a while back, You was a cat, In da streets all day, to get laid, Runnin da cops, trying to get paid, So many on ya blade.
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I make beats and rhymes, that's my thing, I Selassie all the time, cuz that's the king, niggaz gon shine, you can't box us in, Blind can't lead the blind, cuz a sin, My lil homie was a rider, he me hope, Now he's as fuck, cuz he blazed da coke, I never my back, he still my nigga, I you anyway, I'm still not bitter, You can call me anytime, be there, all night on da project stairs, Put my life on da record so da can hear, Putting diamonds that in ya girlfriend ears, come and go but family stays, Fake get killed for their scandalous ways, I'm a G till I die, ask me why, knowledge to ya brain, so close ya eyes, A true playa in game, with hopes to die, Yo Mimi keep ya up, I'm king to be, Never be afraid of the you see, And when times get hard... don't be appalled, just of me.
When I smile you smile back, my homie from a while back, You was a cat, In da streets all day, to get laid, Runnin da cops, trying to get paid, So blood on ya blade.
I say....
When I smile you better back, Been my from a while back, You was a cat, In da all day, trying to get laid, from da cops, trying to get paid, So blood on ya blade.
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One thing I hate and that's a liar, Cuz liars then what they heart's desire, All them that I see filled my heart with fire, Anger in my so I start to riot, Few niggaz that I trust, few that I love, Michelle forever in my heart, she's a dove, and Zala, dem my dawgs, Me and in da streets living large, Settin to da game cuz da kid's in charge, Wisdom's for ya brain and it heals ya scars, I up in Jamaica, so I know da streets, Empty on haters, screaming no defeat, I once was a kid, I'm now, Due to da struggle, my heart's now, No room for a snitch so ya grounds, I tell my I'm a star, as I hop in da Benz, She said; Kay ya head up and watch ya friends, let ya adversary know when you hurtin, Cuz ya enemies prey on your flaws for certain, So time you see me, I smile with grace, Cuz you can't see my pain behind my face.
When I smile you better back, Been my homie a while back, You was a cat, In da all day, trying to get laid, Runnin from da cops, to get paid, So many on ya blade.
I say....
When I smile you better back, Been my homie a while back, You was a cat, In da all day, trying to get laid, Runnin from da cops, to get paid, So many on ya blade.
Yo Caro... keep ya up, I know you going through predicaments right now, Just wanna let you know you got a lot of people who love you, No refund, He he... embedded in my heart, Live, love, life, He he... Cry Nation.