Uhh, that's shit.. ..that that that niggaz ain't even before That's that shit! (motherfuckers ain't never Nothing like before, for real man) It's goin baby, uhh.. Uhh! rhymes ! uhh, dmx nigga Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
I see ghosts clearly; though, most don't hear me They still wanna get near me - me, so I'm leary Kinda eerie what I'm - from the floor, to the ceilin Straight through the roof, 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, was hard Went to God once in a while when it got a little too He was the only one I knew I respected (why? ) Didn't know why, didn't know what I was was a lie If I shit then, why should I try See, plenty die, over dumb shit, up in the hood Real good heart, but up to no I did what I could, but I guess it, wasn't enough The devil told me it happen but I kept callin his bluff it rains it pours now, my pains are yours As yours are what's mine, define, doors (nigga!)
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(why? ) all my tell me (why) tell me (we die) Cause we crazy with it, to blaze you with it From in my soul to every that I curse With all the agony expressed in this Let me ask my (why? ) My tell me (why) tell me (we die) Because we gods nigga (and) we go the nigga Because I walk the ground under my And keep it live and stay in tune with the Now let me ask my (why? )
They say the good die young, in the where I'm from I only got one to that - why the fuck am I here? I to the air, I ask god, "love me please," But in reality, only people that hug me is niggaz that send shots through my rugby sleeves They wanna, slug me and leave, I'm it must be me Please light, the hood's dark I did my dirt but got a good that count for somethin? I was I'd amount to nothin, most of my childhood Like (? ? ) it was stuntin my Seperated me from the shit I was wantin the Felt myself comin close to them o's Lump in my throat, chest poked out, was poker Tryin to, erase my ghostes, the smokers Got on both shoulders, Tryin to chauffeur my through the streets In other words my will was weak feel what I speak, This ain't your ordinary jargon Weak rap niggaz be This is deep, from the mind of busta, 'x and me To all my fallen soldiers, in peace, til we meet niggaz
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[busta I be cuckoo, like I respect the new-you, never See you too could get it your fubu sweater Like a nigga when he walk in the dark, On a nigga land, shots loud in the park I live and die for all the I believe And rep for I stand for With single breath I breathe Like the intake from cigarette smoke, it's you inhale The demon in the stressed struggled and broke If the shit was all over tomorrow, I'd leave a For my with a legacy for my children to follow You know funny how the good die first Get the peppin in your steppin faggot you could die worse Hold on, you know I cut off my arm, in the name of Real niggaz in the of droppin this bomb Allah me to rep for the better, and carry on great and keep a nigga name livin forever!
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