Bright light, almost blinding Black night, still there shining Can't stop, keep on climbing Looking for what I knew Had a friend, he once told me "You
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I'm thinking of life, Anne and wrong and right Anne And sometimes I'm right and sometimes I might Cannot find the light still my rhymes are bright So I continue my plan
for the job, so I told her to ride, c'mon May I ask you what you headed To the West for? I got a partner, got a plan for some dough And if you're down
This mankind is past, but can he erase The tears of a million years is human race Of animals, that talk and walk upright Then slave all day and fall in a trance at night Flowing the planet
as you say the word, we'll be on our way To a foreign place, you got to tell me Yo, uh, so now that we got a plan are you comin? We could plan a week
connect politic, ditto! We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases Word up, peace incarcerated scarfaces Thug related style attract millions Fans, they understand my plan
packed in like green bay harlem week to queens day performing acapella, no dj 98 live, no replays make it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friend
be packed in like green bay harlem week to queens day performing acapella, no dj 98 live, no replays make it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friend
y'all with the boom It goes back to back we the empire Get out the way or get burned by the fire My plans ain't to stay in the racks so run and tell your friends
O D be in me, then the king I be The microphone is granted when it's handed to me I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee The emcee fiends
many do you wish you could relive? Turn the page and go back Oh, I wonder what you'd give? Looking back, does it seem That when you've planned And when
got two words for those who slept (nya, Nya nya nyoooo respect) You thought it was safe, well guess what (what?) Boys then beware; my friends will find
might lose After the thrill is gone The flame rises but it soon descends Empty pages and a frozen pen You're not quite lovers and you're not quite friends
nigga on every street May the Heavenly Father look down and be proud Of what transpired since the day the seed was planted The G grew but we knew he
for the job, so I told her to ride, c'mon May I ask you what you headed to the West for I got a partner, got a plan for some dough And if you're down
advantage of it I duck 'em, I can't lie that toss a lot of lies Can't trust the story tears swellin' in my eyes Let my pen stab the page, times I feel
block a few times Been beat up by all his friends Learning life is like a maze that never seems to end Like and open book, blank pages left for only
