We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day
That's when i realized that my life was just now on the way.
Got problems, what? i can't say
Get up out out my way
Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four
Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
I had to find some way to keep my fists on my hips without hitting
And scribble my way, save the day, pave it, on stage,
Got in more trouble as i got up that age
I am on my way to the professional universe
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim
Any way any day i relay what's on my brain
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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