Uhh, that's shit.. ..that that that niggaz ain't even seen That's that shit! (motherfuckers ain't never Nothing like this before, for man) It's goin baby, uhh.. Uhh! busta What? ! uhh, dmx Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
I see ghosts clearly; even though, most don't me They still get near me - fear me, so I'm leary Kinda eerie what I'm feelin - from the floor, to the through the roof, want the truth? I kinda miss robbin and Cause it a nigga hungry, only eatin when I starved I was ugly, so I robbed, no one loved me, shit was to God once in a while when it got a little too hectic He was the one I knew that I respected (why? ) Didn't know why, didn't what I was livin was a lie If I ain't then, why should I try See, niggaz die, over dumb shit, up in the hood Real good heart, but up to no Thought I did what I could, but I guess it, wasn't The devil told me it would happen but I kept his bluff When it rains it now, my pains are yours As are what's mine, define, revolvin doors (nigga!)
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(why? ) all my niggaz me (why) tell me (we die) Cause we with it, quick to blaze you with it From in my soul to every word I curse With all the agony in this verse; Let me ask my (why? ) My niggaz me (why) tell me (we die) Because we nigga (and) we go the yard nigga Because I walk the ground under my And keep it live and stay in with the street Now let me ask my (why? )
They say the good die young, in the hood I'm from I only got one question to that - why the fuck am I I to the air, I ask god, "love me please," But in reality, only people that hug me is Same niggaz send shots through my rugby sleeves They wanna, me and leave, I'm thinkin it must be me Please shed light, the dark I did my dirt but got a heart Shouldn't that for somethin? I was told I'd amount to nothin, of my childhood Like (? ? ) it was stuntin my me from the shit I was wantin the most Felt myself comin to pumpin them o's in my throat, chest poked out, face was poker Tryin to, erase my ghostes, chase the Got demons on shoulders, Tryin to chauffeur my through the streets In words nigga my will was weak Please feel I speak, ain't your average ordinary jargon Weak rap be talkin This shit is deep, from the of busta, 'x and me To all my fallen soldiers, rest in peace, til we meet
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rhymes] I must be cuckoo, like I the new-you, never See you too could get it through your fubu Like a nigga he walk in the dark, trespassin On a land, shots echo loud in the park I and die for all the shit I believe And rep for I stand for With single breath I breathe Like the intake from smoke, it's like you inhale The in the gutter stressed struggled and broke If the was all over tomorrow, I'd leave a treasure For my kids with a for my children to follow You know it's funny how the die first Get the peppin in steppin faggot nigga Cause you could die Hold on, you know I cut off my arm, in the name of Real niggaz in the of droppin this bomb blessin me to rep for the better, and carry on Somethin great and a nigga name livin forever!
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