it there for these niggas You know? Word up, yo, uh, huh, reminisce, nigga Word up, nice sunny day, rainy day Preferable for you and yours, let's blow, yo Who would've thought
my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside See rappin' is my only way My mama told me just to save it for another day
I promise if the lord hold me from under this Aint got to worry about me coming back for shit Never thought when I get older they would offer me 10 I was waiting for
heart vile with every fake smile Though no evidence was ever found It never went away completely I tried to welcome the unholy sound of it Another day
in your fuckin' brain Ain't nuttin' changed since the album I'm still whylin' I'm still violent I've been waitin' for this moment like Phil Collins, for
her up she withers in his hands No words spoken for eyes understand He lifts her up to carry her away from the darkness to the light of day Across the
to fight it to the finish But you made me forget And though it's possible I'm dreaming Don't wake me yet You know I love you I can't see the day for
the grave I wanted to rule and I got my chance the day I was made, I'm a Made Man [Silkk] I want the finer things, the cars, house, and diamond rings wait
want to rule and I got my chance the day I was made I'm a made man I want the finer things, the car, house, and diamond rings Wait patiently 'cause
what you're dying for I'm hiding from the law Ducking cops, aimlessly bucking shots Open one day for a lucky hit and time *ucking stops Line up for props
for future rain, for future reign Add one more kill to raise your worth It's so sad, cause it's all the truth you have Trade breath for gold There
to be Oh, oh, oh, rollin'home, rollin'home There's someone waiting there for me Rollin'home there's somone waiting for me Rollin'home there's somone waiting for
be Oh, oh rollin' home, rollin' home There's someone waiting there for me All the money that I saved to pay for better days Just can't make up for how
rhymes, til the end of times Shame on some, can't wait til the fame is done You can curse if you pray for the day to come Stay with the gun, stay in the
good for any of us Whatever it take for any of ya'll niggaz to get up out the hood Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha Got nuttin' but love for ya,
soul, trapped in time Livin' in between life and the cracks were blind Even though we had hopes for dreams that never came Yet still we all feel pain Just wait
it come to this rap shit To all our motherfuckin fam Nigga we love ya for stayin real and keepin it real nigga Its no limit for motherfuckin life!!!! And for
Aother day, lil esham in the streets summertime All the hoes are outside summertime [shoestring] I be that gangsta like? ? ? steadily hittin you with