This cannot We must go our ways you, I can do better But first these words I to say
It's not I don't hear you When you scream and curse my It's just I don't feel you Nigga, you invade my
Yeah, out, tatted up, let's go, saddle up I'm alge-ballin', niggaz can't add it up Cock back, back 'em up, fuck what you up All these rappers out, ain't nobody showin' up
Man, where your talent at? me where your balance at You the king of the streets? Well, I heard none of that Just like the South say, watch your mouth say Frank hustle, Rat Pack, 'Did it My Way'
I we don't see eye to eye, you ain't never lied We should part ways 'fore somebody catch a Recognize, lost a lotta love when my died Did a gang of shit, I'm surprised I'm still alive
Fishburn's yellin' wake up, up my eyes Don't believe them lies them guys that you idolize Ridicule, try to downplay, try to And when you on your grind, so I realized
This cannot We must go our separate Without you, I'll do But these words I have to say
It's not that I hear you you scream and curse my name It's just that I feel you Nigga, you invade my
Go ahead, it out, that's right, get it out So I can respond, nigga, fuck you talk about like a guillotine, money over everythin' Seems to be the theme in the land of the
Mentally you still shackled up on lame shit Side by on the bottom of a slave ship Came a long way from the place that I started Ever a man's last breath beaten out of him?
Hate from the inside out The shit starts in your heart, then spill out your I'm the odd man out, it all pan out I see you to stand up but you don't stand out
Now that I that my path is original Prepared, never scared, had to at my pinnacle I'm not you, but you think we identical It's pitiful, you can never bang with the
cannot continue We must go our ways Without you, I'll do But first words I have to say
It's not that I don't you When you scream and curse my It's just that I don't you Nigga, you my space
wheels, lock it up, ammo, stock it up It's not for 'cause George Bush comin' after us That's why it's time to roll, get I gotta go All my fightin' for they soul, you are not alone
waste my pearls on the swine and the ignorant Forever on my grind, you despise and it a little tidbit, X rock that real shit Dump a L.A.P.D. cop, overkill shit
Hooked on a brand new high called Put you on track you just, you was out of line And I got the time to fuck around with the dumb shit You know that shit, the 'Hey nigga, where you from?' shit
Even the pistol in my hand, I'm a businessman People grow apart, expect you to understand Let's part ways and then for better days I somebody 'bout to die, so I came to say
This cannot We must go our ways Without you, I'll do But first these words I to say
not that I don't hear you When you and curse my name It's just I don't feel you Nigga, you my space
Yeah, (You my space) Yeah, stop askin' where the fuck I'm at, (Nigga, you my space)
to see where I'm at Tryin' to be I'm at all the fuckin' time, c'mon (You my space) Get a life, nigga, I got mines, (Nigga, you my space)