This cannot We must go our ways you, I can do better But first these I have to say
It's not that I don't you you scream and curse 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', dumb can't add it up Cock back, 'em up, fuck what you throwin' up All rappers comin' out, ain't nobody showin' up
Man, your talent at? Show me where your balance at You the king of the streets? Well, I ain't heard of that Just like the South say, 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 somebody catch a homicide Recognize, lost a 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 Don't believe them lies from them guys that you Ridicule, try to downplay, try to And criticize you on your grind, so I realized
This cannot We go our separate ways Without you, do better But first words I have to say
not that I don't hear you When you and curse my name 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 about Drop like a guillotine, over everythin' Seems to be the theme in the of the Philistine
Mentally you still up on some lame shit by side on the bottom of a slave ship Came a way from the place that I started from Ever seen a man's last beaten out of him?
Hate from the inside out The shit starts in heart, then spill out your mouth I'm the odd man out, it all pan out I see you tryin' to up but you don't stand out
Now that I found that my path is Prepared, scared, had to peak at my pinnacle I'm not like you, but you think we It's pitiful, you can never with the criminal
cannot continue We go our separate ways you, I'll do better But first these I have to say
It's not that I hear you When you scream and my name It's that I don't feel you Nigga, you my space
Three wheels, it up, ammo, stock it up It's not for niggaz 'cause George Bush after us That's why it's time to roll, get where I go All my people for they soul, you are not alone
waste my pearls on the swine and the ignorant Forever on my grind, you and belittle it Here's a tidbit, X rock that real shit Dump like a L.A.P.D. cop, shit
Hooked on a brand new high monopolize Put you on track you just, you was out of line And I ain't got the time to fuck around with the shit You know that young shit, the nigga, where you from?' shit
Even though the pistol in my hand, I'm a People apart, don't expect you to understand Let's part ways and then pray for days I realize somebody to die, so I came to say
This continue We go our separate ways Without you, do better But first words I have to say
It's not I don't hear you When you and curse my name It's just I don't feel you Nigga, you my space
Yeah, (You my space) Yeah, stop where the fuck I'm at, yeah (Nigga, you my space)
Tryin' to see 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)