(Bob Vocals) Now we go and we check out what is the of Rastafari, Well... Rasta mean head, means creator, So means head creator, creator in common sense is God, Ah him is the creator, Just like the seh, just like the revelation, It's a mirror.
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Been through good and bad times, fluctuates, Still I got in my heart, homie fuck da hate, Dem niggaz talking to da cops, they be fakes, Cry Nation on top, it be fate, is my City, I hold it down, Da hottest in da streets, I hold da crown, My nephew was a toddler, he a soldier now, He got a that's so profound, I niggaz talkin shit, saying Kay is a loser, Real niggaz turn bitches, a game I used to, Stay on ya grind get paper cuz money is crucial, Don't fall in love them bitches, them bitches will use you, I smoke weed to get high, it da pain, Turn my to da sky cuz I feel so strange, day in da hood and I need a change, No in da ghetto, all I see is rain, Sometimes I think how to kill myself, Been the fire and I'm still myself, Got so many insecurities I built myself, Get my my Nico on the phone, this is my plea for help.
When I you better smile back, Been my from 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 you better smile back, Been my homie from a back, You was a cat, In da streets all day, to get laid, Runnin from da cops, to get paid, So many on ya blade.
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I make and spit rhymes, that's my thing, I Selassie all the time, cuz that's the king, Real 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 turned my back, he my nigga, I love you anyway, I'm not bitter, You can call me anytime, be there, all night on da project stairs, Put my life on da so da world can hear, Putting that shine 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 playa in this game, with hopes to die, Yo Mimi keep ya head up, I'm to be, Never be of the things you see, And when times get hard... don't be appalled, just of me.
When I you better smile back, Been my from a while back, You was a cat, In da streets all day, to get laid, from da cops, trying to get paid, So many on ya blade.
I say....
When I you better smile back, Been my homie 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.
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One thing that I hate and a liar, Cuz liars then steal they heart's desire, All them hate that I see my heart with fire, in my heart so I start to riot, Few niggaz that I trust, few that I love, Michelle in my heart, she's a flying dove, and Zala, dem my dawgs, Me and Nico in da living large, Settin rules to da game cuz da in charge, Wisdom's food for ya brain and it ya scars, I grew up in Jamaica, so I da streets, Empty clips on haters, no defeat, I was a kid, I'm older now, Due to da struggle, my colder now, No room for a so hold 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 will prey on your flaws for certain, So every time you see me, I smile grace, Cuz you can't see my behind my smiling face.
When I you better smile back, my homie from a while back, You was a cat, In da streets all day, to get laid, from da cops, trying to get paid, So many on ya blade.
I say....
When I smile you better back, Been my homie from a back, You was a cat, In da streets all day, to get laid, from da cops, trying to get paid, So many on ya blade.
Yo Caro... keep ya up, I know you through some predicaments right now, Just wanna let you know that you got a lot of people who you, No refund, He he... Forever in my heart, Live, love, life, He he... Cry Nation.