your mind, your freedom's in a bind Chorus: Oh make it rain, ain't a thang and the sky to fall (The silver bullet's in your hand and the war's heating
Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud, Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, And go Johnny go, and do the
And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud, Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi There's a little place, a
really plain and simple black is bad and good is white the life I'm forced to live or should I say the life I lead It's to materialistic and my goals
teach to my son like countin rocks, the stove and the ? be one see a simple mind always had to pay a hard price where I'm from it's cold, we keep the
a broke ass nigga ain't worth a fuck a little something my poppa told me as I pushed his hands in the mud he muttered black man show some love I popped
my people I'm all about reaching the people) for me (Through thick and thing, we gon' do it again And again, and again, and again) [Prodigal Sunn] Visualizin
crack Feel the beat, rock with me Let me tell you what I be I'm a MC rapper, a MC rapper A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper Hey baby, I got this