Hoping to keep you on a string, on a string my baby
one of you fool, damn
Mississippi rock the gun, cats stay for flake
The murder rape escalates, the more that I make
The more that they wanna take
My life is the slave mentality
I got news breaker it's just a small technique quality
They what they blame it on
What you banging ban out thirty homes
I'm a grown man, and my past is a blur
And can't hurt playing axe if I was talking about her
The bad thing is she really wasn't sure
If she was a whore or a queen and I'm really not sure
If I'm a nigger or a king, you staying stand up
If you know what that means
It mean stand up if you know what I mean
Oh man, I talk to holy ghost
Now it's more like my soul's on comatose
And I wonder lead them through the light
I lead them through and boards turn to gun like turning half pikes
Now every rapper's the more the money that I feel
And no one else try to stop me cause they were going for themselves
The richer that you get the more you turn away from God
And report that you wanted more, you steal cause it's hard
We hope for depresses like Smeagul live in
We love Jay's life but we don't need baby seals story
I'd rather be … annoying when I'm shooting the last?
No triangles over my head but folks live rock to rock, block to block
I want them to do better so I try to find something else to rap about
Lord, it's hard, cause that's all that they see
I know they hate themselves and I know they hate me
Lord it's so hard trying to set my free
But the show is about to start, stay tuned channel 3, Mississippi, damn
tired, to have, to have, no denying?