Maybe one day, i can say, i'm apart of strange music, but i know thats just a lucid
It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good
You gotta understand man
Fitting ya without ma gang
With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something
Music is my money, and i'll never stop until my system stops running
She's cute but her forehead's big
Music is money, money isn't music
Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal
The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical
Haters beware, i can see clear
Fill you gas tank with fucking fear
Yet i sparkle like a crystal
Cause it doesn't seem really as simple
It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little
Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,
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