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Eyes closed in suspense
Waiting for someone
Does it make any sense?
Only an hour
To make it all mine
Hardly worth waiting
And I don’t have the time
Search for conviction
With eyes open wide
Feeling so restless
So empty inside
Plenty of chances
And no one will win
Over and over
And over again
Needing somebody
Needing some help
Slipping into something
And out of something else
[Dug Infinite]
Yo, poverty be shakin on every black block
Eyes get watery, from smokin crack rocks
in crack pipes, sun is down pitch black nights
They be dangerous, unless your eyes adjust
to the darkness, spark this, rugged paragraph
It’s bulletproof math, narcotics for addicts
Master science sing loud and break it down
Never do 12, sum/some is numb, pass it around
And check out manipulation of many minds
Creatin, precipitation of many crimes
(Bo bo bo!) You steady talkin that yang on how it be
It’s up in your face, but you just can’t see
Cause arrogance’ll have a nigga blinded
Rewind it and think about it, before you try and doubt it
Negative vibrations that test my patience
Them wicked-ass people runnin radio stations
want money for a slot but I don’t cater to a devil
Whether black or white, all day, all night
All type eyes open so you know I see the gimmicks
Gotta tell these shorties sky’s the limit
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
The sky’s the limit when you know that you
can have what you want not take, what you want
The sky’s the limit when you know that you
keep on, when you keep keep keepin on
[No I.D.]
Aiyyo shorty, I seen how this life is rough
because I lived it, I seen how these times is tough
Fought the uphill battles, against all odds
Strap yo’ feet in the saddle, all praises to God
I know you want the good life of luxury cars
What you see is close range and what I see is from afar
Tryin to warn you bout the traps that’ll stab you in the back
You see I never kick it falsely - I only spit the facts
on how equality, strikes at the worst of times
Soon as you tryin to excel and elevate your mind
See I was blind bein led by the blind, eatin swine
’til wise (?) got me refined, freed my mind
Hey shorty do you know what I mean, sky’s the limit
A pawn in this game called life, I’m bout to win it
It’s hard for me to sit and see you do yourself
when I’d rather see you do someone else, and that’s real
[Dug Infinite]
You keep me up nights late, tryin to put the food on the plate
In the ghetto black coal unknown is the fate
Just a stack of rocks, unrefined black coal
(?) test under pressure, make you shine like gold
Cause yo, keep it real when a nigga gotta kill
Two niggaz bust, two niggaz blood spill
Blame it on the ghetto like heiny and the weed
but I’m damned and dead, ‘fore it spread to my seed
You bomb bomb my baby’s brain with the game
so he can bust shots and sell rocks for fame
So when he get old he got murder on the brain
Only one skill that’s rockin cocaine
’til the world blow up, that’s the brand new slang
And it don’t take much for him to pull out the thang
and let it rain.. ad libs.. felt that..
[Chorus] - repeat 1.5X
[Dug Infinite]
In every ghetto all over the world
We keep keepin it on, Infinite Chi-Town fo’ sho’
Yo, P was happening dog
Ah man, it’s still a dross you know, but the game then change these
youngstas than made it bad, you know we all about our paper but some of
these fools just make and take murder.
They want it the easy way.
Chorus:(2x)
See I don’t want to be here,
If I don’t gotta,
My weed habit, is so close to snorting powder,
Got a few bitches, but it’s all about a dollar,
and they don’t holla, unless you moving narcota
[Silkk the Shocker]
I’m just sitting in my Cadillac
Riding on some triple gold
Smoking octamos,nigga
Shining up my vogues
Thanking this hoe called me,
and she was tripping out
say I had a baby by her,
figuring I was taking out
I’m just trying stack a meal,no what I’m saying
that shit real, trying to hide and dodge,
but I can’t seem to hid my fucking bill
On how to cook dope, and chop a key
My brother showed me that
I only live once,guess what
A dope fiend told me that
These hoes be trying to holla
It seems that I got riches
When I got money, I got bitches
I got friends that want to get it
Can he hit it, then quit it
To try to survive and stay alive
It’s a everyday struggle,every day hustle
You can see it in my eye, but I don’t want to die
I don’t want to be here
If I don’t gotta
I got friends and bitches, but they don’t holla
If I don’t got narcotas or dollars, I
[Master P talking]
Damn, check this out Elror
It’s real out here, you heard me, huh bro
Chorus:(2x)
[Fiend]
Man I might have a daughter
No money, no life
Check it shocker, just bills, hanging because
Not giving, a fuck, and I’m telling you what’s real
You want to know what kill
Most of these niggas on these streets, is jive
I don’t know why, these you cats out here
thank they got nine lives
I die for me, with pride
And I then lost the closes thing to me
Pretty fucked up trading,
or i got some killas that want to do me
Them girls trying to blue me
What all I trying do, is what I love
Let my people know I feel them,(?)
And then go smoke some bud
I got a habit with drugs
Which I ain’t suggesting for beginners
In my hood, ain’t no winners,
just some thugging ass sinners
Presenta, my life, my life, and take a good view
My bad days, i wouldn’t dare
wanna wish them upon you.
Chorus:(2x)
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now see I didn’t ask to come here
I guest untwisted faith of luck
15 minutes of unprotected sex,
in a heat of moment, came a quick ass nut
Now if I wouldn’t been born
I wouldn’t grew, I wouldn’t knew
Never had to go through, half the tangs a nigga went through
I’m in the projects hearing gunshots
Right before I close my eyes
All I heard was one shot
And they only sent one cop when he died
I got some questions
That I couldn’t really understand for awhile
They say rain brang pain
But what brang smiles
And see I guess I was to caught up in those fake niggas
And bitches to know
I guess I was blind by the fast money,
and switches on the 64
They gotta, gotta be a better way out,
then hell or jail
I know I’m wrong for selling dope to my family
Just to get mail
Some get high off of sess
To relieve their stress
But no matter, how much success
You can’t cheat death
Where yal at
[Master P talking]
Heard that, can’t get no realler than this
I don’t want to be here if I don’t have to.
Chorus:(2x)
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There’s something I’d like to say of you
You’re from my own land my sunny homeland tell me is it true
Are you from Dixie I said from Dixie
Where the fields of cotton beckon to me
Hello how do you feel I’m glad to see you
Here’s the friends I waited to see
If you’re from Alabama Tennessee or Caroline
Anyplace below that Mason Dixon line
Then you’re from Dixie hurray for Dixie cause I’m from Dixie too
Are you from Dixie I said from Dixie…
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