This cannot We go our separate ways you, I can do better But first these words I to say
It's not I don't hear you When you scream and my name It's just that I feel you Nigga, you invade my
Yeah, out, tatted up, let's go, saddle up I'm alge-ballin', niggaz can't add it up back, back 'em up, fuck what you throwin' up All these rappers comin' out, nobody showin' up
Man, where your talent at? me where your balance at You the king of the streets? Well, I ain't none of that Just the South say, watch what your mouth say Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, 'Did it My
I know we don't see eye to eye, you ain't never We should part ways 'fore somebody catch a Recognize, lost a love when my momma died Did a gang of shit, I'm surprised that I'm alive
Fishburn's yellin' wake up, up my eyes Don't believe them lies them guys that you idolize Ridicule, try to downplay, try to And criticize when you on your grind, so I
This cannot We go our separate ways you, I'll do better But first words I have to say
It's not that I hear you you scream and curse my name It's just I don't feel you Nigga, you invade my
Go ahead, spit it out, right, get it out So I can respond, nigga, fuck what you about Drop like a guillotine, money over Seems to be the theme in the land of the
Mentally you still shackled up on some lame Side by side on the of a slave ship Came a long way from the place that I from Ever seen a man's last breath out of him?
manifest from the inside out The shit in your heart, then spill out your mouth I'm the odd man out, it all pan out I see you to stand up but you don't stand out
Now that I found that my is original Prepared, never scared, had to peak at my I'm not like you, but you think we It's pitiful, you can bang with the criminal
cannot continue We must go our ways Without you, I'll do But first these words I to say
It's not that I hear you When you scream and curse my It's just that I feel you Nigga, you invade my
Three wheels, it up, ammo, stock it up not for niggaz 'cause George Bush comin' after us That's why it's time to roll, get where I go All my people fightin' for they soul, you are not
Never waste my pearls on the swine and the Forever on my grind, you and belittle it a little tidbit, X rock that real shit Dump a L.A.P.D. cop, overkill shit
Hooked on a brand new high monopolize Put you on track where you just, you was out of And I ain't got the time to around with the dumb shit You know that young shit, the 'Hey nigga, where you from?'
Even the pistol in my hand, I'm a businessman grow apart, don't expect you to understand Let's part and then pray for better days I realize somebody 'bout to die, so I to say
cannot continue We must go our separate you, I'll do better But these words I have to say
It's not that I hear you When you scream and my name just that I don't feel you Nigga, you invade my
Yeah, (You my space) Yeah, stop askin' where the fuck I'm at, (Nigga, you my space)
to see where I'm at Tryin' to be where I'm at all the time, c'mon (You my space) Get a life, nigga, I got mines, (Nigga, you my space)