[Verse 1]
Illuminati want my mind, soul & my body
Searching everyday tryna find a way to stay godly
In these street they say they know me but they know me hardly
Hardly ever home because a youngin' out here really starving
Grinding for that cheddar, Parmesan, that mozzarella
Like im standing in a lightning storm with a umbrella
Heard it in a song that my problems gonna get better
Red cup every night this liquor got me feeling better
Keep ya head up, see ya slipping & they'll come to get ya
Red dot, one shot to ya head now ya missing. but God forbid it
Hope these niggas get to see my vision
Tryna be a king with these dreams screaming "long live him"
By any means necessary and I really mean's it ima make it to the top by writing down my nouns & verbs
Poetry in motion flowing smoother than some lotion
If the earth dried I could spit back the ocean
[Hook x2]
I keep my head,keep my head to the moonlight
Looking at the stars and it all seems so bright
Just tryna make it, gotta make it to the good life
Gotta do it soon cuz we only get one life
[Verse 2]
To many guns, every night another homicide
I'm all alone, no one knows how I feel inside
So I'm in my room writing raps until my pen dies
Moms in the kitchen baking cake, should I grab a slice?
I wanna grab a mic, paranoia through the night
My rhymes are harder than some dikes punching on a bag of ice
I want the good life I need a couple gold chains
I mean I want 100 million and a private plane
The black Bruce Wayne of my city someday cuz working 9 to 5 got me stressing feeling kinda crazy
Im never lazy just wanna be that one that made it in my family
Pops is struggling and I motherfucking hate it
I wanna be the greatest, I wanna be your favorite
I wanna get this paper, its either now or never
I NEED to be the greatest, I NEED to be your favorite
I NEED to get this paper, A fucking pharaoh nigga
[Hook x2]
[2Pac Talks]
Illuminati want my mind, soul & my body
Searching everyday tryna find a way to stay godly
In these street they say they know me but they know me hardly
Hardly ever home because a youngin' out here really starving
Grinding for that cheddar, Parmesan, that mozzarella
Like im standing in a lightning storm with a umbrella
Heard it in a song that my problems gonna get better
Red cup every night this liquor got me feeling better
Keep ya head up, see ya slipping & they'll come to get ya
Red dot, one shot to ya head now ya missing. but God forbid it
Hope these niggas get to see my vision
Tryna be a king with these dreams screaming "long live him"
By any means necessary and I really mean's it ima make it to the top by writing down my nouns & verbs
Poetry in motion flowing smoother than some lotion
If the earth dried I could spit back the ocean
[Hook x2]
I keep my head,keep my head to the moonlight
Looking at the stars and it all seems so bright
Just tryna make it, gotta make it to the good life
Gotta do it soon cuz we only get one life
[Verse 2]
To many guns, every night another homicide
I'm all alone, no one knows how I feel inside
So I'm in my room writing raps until my pen dies
Moms in the kitchen baking cake, should I grab a slice?
I wanna grab a mic, paranoia through the night
My rhymes are harder than some dikes punching on a bag of ice
I want the good life I need a couple gold chains
I mean I want 100 million and a private plane
The black Bruce Wayne of my city someday cuz working 9 to 5 got me stressing feeling kinda crazy
Im never lazy just wanna be that one that made it in my family
Pops is struggling and I motherfucking hate it
I wanna be the greatest, I wanna be your favorite
I wanna get this paper, its either now or never
I NEED to be the greatest, I NEED to be your favorite
I NEED to get this paper, A fucking pharaoh nigga
[Hook x2]
[2Pac Talks]
( Rashaun Jackson )
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