Words and music: todd carney taylor rhodes You've been hurt and left for dead Shot...
I was on my way, to 125th I saw this def benz, yo that's my...
Looking back upon my life I'm very thankful That your arm is not too short...
Cruisin' thru the city with the wind in my face. This boy ain't got no...
Maybe there's a reason why I'm born again There's something rare going on under my...
frankly modest speech dishonest eyes uponus like a vulture in...
Breakin' 'em off a piece of my wicked funky style...
Corrupt errupting authority watchin over me all the time rhyme...
I don't care what you think about me...stuck in flatline...
Grown up an only child One parent home I was...
Justice wears a blindfold...justice is blind to my kind w/...
Occasionally I feel like the walls around are closing in...
I'm your mirror's reflection, what you don't like about me...
it's ironic considerate rarity patron of love higher knowledge engulfs...
Everything u say is negative thats how you live ????...