I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters
Are my ticket to being the richest man on earth
But we still real brothers
Across the face of the earth
Here i go again, searching for love
I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
And end it all, it's the next chapter in this book
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
We will disinergrate beneath the earth
And god says the meek will inherit the earth.
You little young-ass motherfuckers
It seems like you cant see the destruction on planet earth
Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players
Keepin the earth clean with my good vibes,
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
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