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[Verse 1: Planetary] Yeah! Yo, uh A lotta rappers try approaching the omen in my palm So punish your people while I'm up on the podium Pharaohs folding
the pain stop Walking in the rain so your tears can blend in with the rain drops When your kin people done turned they back Every family that I know is just
I want you to feel me when I say classified ladies want to chill baby [Chorus] [Z-Ro] I can feel your earth, wind and fire so retire to my rap sure
to death But yet I loved you so, wanted you to feel my pain since 91 So brother come with me, and die slow I hate you to death, but yet I loved you so
be Tech Nigga [Bridge] If anybody say Fuck me Everybody say Fuck you Cause they know my shit's Pure Soul serving And Plus true If anybody say Fuck me Everybody say
he the author that wrote it The broads are the ones I love, just don't wanna be the corporate So waiting for death to approach this, take the time to say
status quo Do so against all odds. We cling so closely together Because we have little other than ourselves. Critics say that it's just punk rock or
the flow I might get drunk and boast Williams you gotta go first "If you say so, HALO", High Altitude always stay low I approached the podium, and delivered
he doing just mad cause they ain't do it first His name pop up when you hit play or on your Google search Bitches bow they head and bend they knees just
above Sent you down to Earth just to make me smile Don't you know you're the only thing that's worth while In my life, be my wife, don't turn me down
s will agree that I'm precise on the beef Fuck fronting, shut down pacs like game over Consistently light shit up like chain-smokers Flex and I melt down
played But if that's not the case then I had nothing to say My crew been tight since we was up in the bay Been down for a while, now watch us As we take
before Selling incence and oil, my man thinks that he's the law But why on earth would this be on their agenda? As he slowly approaches the window... "
This is ya Chance! You don't have to be fake with a heart full of hate just try to say thanks Murs fall up on the spot like what up bitch Approached
backs So he's crew could be convinced That any time you cross the line, we snap spines Split ya melon, down to the rind You be fucked up, yo.. From the
As he said many times in many parts of this nation, Some men see things as they are and say, Why? I dream things that never were and say, Why not? " -
my steez (C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme They just babies, I snatch em out they incubators