for the glamour life Ripped off from the infinity Dump the body an' the shottie down the lake, leaving no identity Just the memory, a casualty as I casually
sell more records if you (Dumb it down) And I?m mouthless which means I?m soundless Now as far as the hearing now I found it It was as far as the distance
cigarettes and black coffee Long as I got lungs and a knot you can't stop me *mr. len scratches again* It's till infinity Coflow shit Knowhati'msayin
was at home These evil streets got a mind of their own My pops left me for dead with just the clothes on my back I grew up selling crack And learning
was at home These Evil Streets got a mind of their own My Pops left me for dead with just the clothes on my back I grew up selling crack And learning
get along" * [Boots] Now the FBI monitors with no feedback Saw me on the street, ask me where the weed at or the coke I don't sell and yet I don't believe
With the heart and grace of florida evans As a family We will rise the fuck up and ride on all You bitch ass tricks You motherfucker ain't safe You motherfucker
, naked I am now, as I've trodden a long way Where I've been encountering, one by one, all those, - who wanted to sell jewels, that cannot be sold... -
sell jewels, that cannot be sold... - who wanted to lead the world towards "better times" towards that distant horizon... ...within the eternal harmony between end and infinity... "Where do
never could trust her You know im just a hustler caught up like Usher Im all in trying to triple a nickel See the game thats told get as cold as icicles
is near, so they say Selling peace with guns Infinity, where do we go from here? Infinity, where do we go from here? Infinity, where do we go? Infinity, where do
niggas That I knew was right If you decide to detest Like you do when trying As far as picking up your chest That be suicide, nigga See that trigger All you do
if you (Dumb it down) [Verse 2:] And I'm mouthless Which means I'm soundless Now as far as the hearing, I've found it It was as far as the distance
beat, you'll tap out or tap to leap But we do not have to beef, before the Greeks captured Crete I was known as the master of the beat Sidonian MC speak
And I ain't tryin see u at ya wake or upstate Cass So I fell back, tried not to sell crack Tried not to seel keys, man I didn't even sell trees Yea I
These Evil Streets got a mind of their own My Pops left me for dead with just the clothes on my back I grew up selling crack And learning to drive a