chorus) (Nasty) im the best i dont come from the west im north all my life and im feeling the strife, the strife is rough i got cut by a knife nine
In my life all the strife is getting in the way And frankly I did not plan on getting hurt today From Your chair in the clouds benevolent are Your ways
that we all act unique We got stats to reach so we all have to eat A mass of peeps, with they own masterpiece The crafts elite, we going past the beat
blinds all keen eyes Incandescent power its dark spirit flies Focus, seize it, flee it, strife Weak minds they wonder the weak must bow down Rising from
doin' just fine I'm not alone I'm not alone, I'm better livin' without you (Livin' without you) Why would you think I would give up my life all because
right. Though the times you were loved and adored by the crowd are all gone, it's not over so don't give up the fight. There's no past time that overcomes
the hard times Sat across from a man reading El Diario Riding the train down from the El Barrio Went from the station to Orange Julius I bought a hot dog. From
is special For I am a bard but not the last one I'm my own king and this is my castle Dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past Seen a glimpse from
poor shit it made me sick Watchin' dealers all I stood makin' loot holdin' they dick I hated Eddie Murphy used to wish that he would quit it All that
To deception give no resistance Your hopes and dreams are now sanctified Blind to the hypocrisy Goodness is all that you see And your past life is
Throughout all time Within the past, present and future Man has sought to destroy All that stood in our way As man fights man In the epic struggle for
Van giving you some. So what you thinking? I'm thinking sometimes things are moving too fast, 'Cause from the very room I'm rhyming, It be looking like the past
never had the doe, I was determined though Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel To strangle my aspirations from every angle From a street corner to a demo deal from
all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen] [listen all you fellas, here's what good love is] [listen all you fellas, the kind she understands] [listen all
Listen all you fellas, you betta listen, you betta listen Listen all you fellas, here's what good love is Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands Listen all
wound, my red flesh blood That makes my soul lost It's my hands, that hurt my mind Or my mind that falls in strife. It's the wind, my end, my past That
down, down, down My strength had all deserted me, mistakes They weigh so heavily, Lord I fell to the ground Then I looked inside my suitcase full Of trouble and strife and all
Klik ruled the land Bringin that futuristic hip hop, presently in time The first lieutenant in arms of the Supahuman Klik Was the all mighty, all