This continue We must go our separate you, I can do better But first these words I to say
It's not that I hear you When you and curse my name It's that I don't feel you Nigga, you invade my
Yeah, blacked out, tatted up, go, saddle up I'm alge-ballin', dumb can't add it up Cock back, back 'em up, what you throwin' up All these rappers out, ain't nobody showin' up
Man, where your talent at? Show me where your at You the king of the Well, I ain't heard none of that Just the South say, watch what your mouth say Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, it My Way'
I we don't see eye to eye, you ain't never lied We part ways 'fore somebody catch a homicide Recognize, a lotta love when my momma died Did a gang of shit, I'm surprised I'm still alive
Fishburn's wake up, open up my eyes believe them lies from them guys that you idolize Ridicule, try to downplay, try to And criticize when you on your grind, so I
This cannot We must go our separate Without you, I'll do But first words I have to say
not that I don't hear you When you scream and curse my just that 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 talk Drop like a guillotine, money everythin' Seems to be the in the land of the Philistine
Mentally you still shackled up on lame shit Side by on the bottom of a slave ship Came a way from the place that I started from Ever seen a last breath beaten out of him?
Hate from the inside out The shit starts in your heart, spill out your mouth I'm the odd man out, it all pan out I see you tryin' to stand up but you don't out
Now that I found my path is original Prepared, never scared, had to at my pinnacle I'm not you, but you think we identical It's pitiful, you can never bang with the
cannot continue We go our separate ways you, I'll do better But these words I have to say
not that I don't hear you When you scream and my name It's just that I don't you Nigga, you invade my
Three wheels, lock it up, ammo, it up not for niggaz 'cause George Bush comin' after us That's why time to roll, get where I gotta go All my people fightin' for they soul, you are not
Never my pearls on the swine and the ignorant on my grind, you despise and belittle it Here's a little tidbit, X rock that real Dump like a L.A.P.D. cop, shit
Hooked on a brand new called monopolize Put you on track where you just, you was out of And I ain't got the time to fuck around with the shit You know that young shit, the 'Hey nigga, where you shit
Even though the in my hand, I'm a businessman grow apart, don't expect you to understand Let's part ways and pray for better days I realize 'bout to die, so I came to say
This cannot We go our separate ways Without you, do better But these words I have to say
not that I don't hear you When you scream and curse my It's just that I don't you Nigga, you my space
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 fuckin' time, (You my space) Get a life, nigga, I got mines, (Nigga, you my space)