it So show me the world And tell me that the colors I've been seeing Are not while I was dreaming Just show, show me your world And tell me that the colors I
, red gold and green Every day is like survival You're my lover, not my rival Every day is like survival You're my lover, not my rival I'm a man without conviction I
Red, gold and green Every day is like survival You're my lover not my rival Everyday is like survival You're my lover not my rival I'm a man without conviction I
bigger that I get, I can feel these tricks is stake for certain When I'm partying without my bodyguardians, I'm hardly and chill mo' Cuz I'm feelin they
jail letters, sendin' niggaz lottos What made you murder my flow? What made you rival my clothes? What made you? Fuck it, your son these niggaz gotta owe I think a lot of flows, I
who got the dirt on her, foes who never heard of her wild style, my mouth gone to train up, i spit Krolyon in five colors, when i speak i spray my
A trigger happy ditch digger Set tripper, wig splitter Itchy finger quick to blast upon a rival Vida loca, another word for suicidal Same color of skin, but different color
is hard to swallow In search of God's tomorrow I borrow words from the Bible and use them for survival gangs rival Signs painted on walls like hiero, glyphics I
survivors, burst the bubble No survivors, there's too much trouble No survivors, you're just a pawn No survivors, don't conform Boys mature to men in weeks While rivals
fingers round a purse I am the missionary christian I'm taking violence to the blacks Oh I am threatening western culture And I'm collecting all the tax I
is on a mission And I'm on you like flies on shit And I got back up with 36 more in the clip As I come to expand and change dimensions My philosophy becomes
drive-by's on the street So mutha-fuckas run rival sweeps Sick platoons flood the streets of los Like a sick typhoon Mutha-fuckas drive by world wide And everybody you and I
I'm in the groove, I can freak a tune, I'm smoother than alopecia skin I shows out, like dope when I put that flow down Like soap when I put my clothes
niggas ain't recognisin' How they usin' us to get rich, niggas dyin' and shit I putta, broke my back for the [unverified] That's what I did when I was
crackin' under pressure Seems to me I do my time and I get out whenever Early people say I smell like glocks, what kind of car you got? I tell 'em "
rivals-I'm out of vogue and I'll be forevermore You strut around sneer from on high I'm on the road again I'm going down with flying colors before I
I'm gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see I don't neva choke Cause I been blowin almost everyday, y you askin y? In junior high, boy I been chiffin hay Now I
fuck I am, I am what I came here to be Its evident, its clear to see the listeners are hearing me Its clear to me, they feeling me, my rivals have a fear
