Uhh, that's shit.. ..that that that niggaz even seen before That's that shit! (motherfuckers never seen like this before, for real man) It's down baby, uhh.. Uhh! rhymes What? ! uhh, dmx Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
I see ghosts even though, most don't hear me They wanna get near me - fear me, so I'm leary eerie what I'm feelin - from the floor, to the ceilin Straight through the roof, the truth? I miss robbin and stealin Cause it kept a nigga hungry, eatin when I starved I was ugly, so I robbed, no one loved me, shit was Went to God once in a when it got a little too hectic He was the only one I knew I respected (why? ) Didn't know why, didn't know I was livin was a lie If I shit then, why should I try See, niggaz die, over dumb shit, up in the hood Real heart, but up to no good Thought I did what I could, but I it, wasn't enough The told me it would happen but I kept callin his bluff When it rains it pours now, my are yours As yours are what's mine, define, doors (nigga!)
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(why? ) all my niggaz tell me (why) me (we die) Cause we crazy with it, quick to blaze you it From in my to every word that I curse With all the agony in this verse; Let me ask my (why? ) My niggaz tell me (why) me (we die) Because we gods nigga (and) we go the yard I walk the ground under my feet And keep it and stay in tune with the street Now let me ask my (why? )
They say the good die young, in the where I'm from I got one question to that - why the fuck am I here? I to the air, I ask god, "love me please," But in reality, only that hug me is thieves 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 but got a good heart Shouldn't that count for I was I'd amount to nothin, most of my childhood Like (? ? ) it was my growth Seperated me from the shit I was wantin the myself comin close to pumpin them o's Lump in my throat, chest poked out, face was Tryin to, my ghostes, chase the smokers Got on both shoulders, Tryin to chauffeur my through the streets In words nigga my will was weak Please what I speak, ain't your average ordinary jargon Weak rap niggaz be This is deep, from the mind of busta, 'x and me To all my fallen soldiers, rest in peace, til we 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 echo loud in the I live and die for all the shit I And rep for everything I for With single breath I breathe Like the intake from cigarette smoke, like you inhale The demon in the gutter stressed and broke If the shit was all tomorrow, I'd leave a treasure For my kids a legacy for my children to follow You know it's funny how the good die Get the in your steppin faggot nigga Cause you could die on, you know I cut off my arm, in the name of reppin Real in the midst of droppin this bomb Allah blessin me to rep for the better, and on great and keep a nigga name livin forever!
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