Yeah…
Feels good
Chorus
Theres moonlit skies in the middle of the night
Its so surreal but it dont seem right
Look into the light with all your might and sprite
Take it to new heights, youre ready for the fight
Aceyalone
They start to swarm you, they never warn you
Jumping all on you and tryin to harm you
If I was you which Im hardly not
Id tighten up game so I never get caught again
On again, off again, in again, out again
In the streets, in the pen, lifes a whirlwind
Wife or girlfriend or just a mistress
Momma, daughter, grandma, the wife or sista
You cant resist it, you cant deny it
You cant reply, ya cant lie, ya cant get by
Aint shit funny with a blinded eye?
I find it I just wanna scream mutha fucka die
Chorus – 2X
Aceyalone
Itty bitty footsteps, aches and pains
You wanna stake the claim
Someone should fake the game
Your indian dance dont make it rain
But it make it little harder try to break the chains
Its all the same, its all in vain
All-City, all-state, all Terrain
But all somebodys wanna make a name
But its all in the famly and all contained
I hope this dope dont kill you fast
Skills wont last, still in the past
Roll in the fast lane til you crash
Now put your hands in the air, feel the blast
Whats the conclusion about the solution pollution
Im still trying to figure it out
But Im cool down here boss, whatever the cost
Imma still keep diggin it out
Chorus – 2X
Goapele
Your showing me what I see what I see
Its not how you sadden me if it aint real
Id rather be miserable and know where I am
Illusions never sound, so derive
Aceyalone
Now ron law sound so raw
I hit the mic swiftly and clown all yall
Now all yall wanna all choose sides
I refuse to lose, now whos gon die?
Not me, Imma live forever
Imma keep it together, do the weather with a feather in my hat
However if you know any better
You know Im a veteran Im clever and I will be back
Im on my own, and so is you
And everything Im telling you is oh so true
Its all so new and old school too
I know somebodys listenin but dont know who
Talk is cheap and life is cheaper
You up to ya neck but it still gets deeper
Check your beeper, check ya watch
Check ya phone, make sure ya two ways on
Hold your horses and let em run
Let em out the gate and have some fun
Pick you a throughbred and be number one
And pick one more and ride off in the sun
Chorus – 2X