hot blocks I notice money make the world circulate So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and perculate Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), show the homies love (love
mountain We watch the sun sink into night Hand in hand there was no question We knew the birds would soar in flight Looking through pictures in my mind These
these chains And free up all the airwaves again Do what you want, do what you like to, live your life We are eagles in the sky, take flight Dive deep
to do, so you can put your time in Self made man, noone helped or gave a hand (nope) Livin month to month, I worked for months to pay the rent So now I take
a new plan Time for me to just stand up and travel new land Time to leave and just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these track man I'm a
knowing to play the hand that God chose to hand you I plan to double down when my turn comes around I suggest you do the same, you can't take these chips
these little corner store niggas Go change your drawers, niggas Now with success and I've become a target They wanna set me up, take me hostage Or take
my opponents The truth hurts don't it bitch, take it like a man I'm a winner, so pretenders can't roll like I can The truth hurts don't it bitch, take
I can't take a master shot Of what the future's got But know it's in Your hands I know You're kind and true All these things are true of You And it
too much More than enough God is enough You are enough for me I don't need these worldly things, no-oh I don't need these worldly things, no-oh More
Her take flight into the stars Instead of letting her fly free they keep her in jars Instead of letting 'em fly free they keep 'em in jars I put my hand
I feel such deviance leaving you now (Might try, might lie recent definitions) (Two in the back) (Like a bird in flight) (Son try to fly a kite) (Son take him by the hand
roses Take Tyra to the bank make Stacey wanna dash Misdemeanor, blown up like Hiroshima I love hip-hop like Scarface loved Gina I'm writin
the place going ape-shit Making faces at the radio stations A love-hate relationship as if we're waiting for the preacher to sit down and let the choir take
Is how he lived, the lives he touched, the cornerstone We never walk alone, although sometime it seems That nightmares go hand in hand with livin' out dreams So let me take
I'm gonna party Got a party pack of pillz thats at least bout 40 Ill pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans Take two of these pillz call me in
in L.A. we drive our own cars, they not renters And take flights back home to hop up in some next shit While you tryin' to get your hand on some cash
my garden bower; dig? Royal babies, rubies must now replace aborted Strangers in the mud These mutants, blood-meal For the plant that's plowed They are waiting to take