Affirmative no further furnishing is needed
I believe we are completed, dig

We all in grrement on the wall
Paper happy with the color scheme welcome to the crib
A two family habitat for humanity with a view with in the insanity

Live? my vida loca was built like bob vila villa gone
The architect that I arted wat I hearted jimmy carter from Chicago west?? side
Finish my construction now we hope we coming like contracepts

I'm conciespet that kunta get from conversation held with the Satan on my shoulder
Which lead the steps that kept me looking over the shoulder like shofers were my angels at
Painful yet Mary I ain't Jerry Garcia ma here but I'm grateful shush


[Chorus:]
Maybe just might be OK

After all
Sun don't shine
On these days


This feeling getting heavy is heaven
I am atmis at this manage the balance

Massive mass pull my back with out tipping my glasses
This was not pitiful from passes of O G s
This is so me

Ask us many mention lil homie, lil bony
But the rhymes is fat
in fact

Keep just like a Rochester customer
God bless the mothers and younger brother is a hustler
Cuz she don't want sob at his waist

But he want to follow in the step
Bang his hat learn his shake
master his swagger in the bathroom

Mirror cop a Chevy steady mob in his place
Chea its just the problem we face look his mom is in the face n promises his strait


Then he leaves the house that love built that
Hug renovate that section 8 pays for
Well lets pray for em

Let the beat play for em
Put the trouble on display for em
Cuz he gotta go face the drama

With a difference face from the one that he use to face his moma
If you look close
You'll see a consist of a smile that hurts a ice grill

in a trace of trauma
little bit of his father
another criterion that's no difference from a young Liberian

who let the deliberian wiriben living in it the city
out of his mind
liria reconsilia

I'm cool I don't for tell best
I ain't nice as MC, I'm cornel west
I am cornel west side chi town Rivera

Malcom x $$#ise the demons
Gangsta leaning
We traded in his cuffy for a new era

chose a 44 over a mother board
I ain't a credited institute graduate
Ia ain't for masorith

My conception won immaculate
I ain't mastering no calculus
Doing addition to the rap my audience

I back flipped on the mattress the slept on me on
What down yo, knowing is half the battle
And fighting temptation, have an apple

Shakes the snakes, pimp the system
Let's get into it, tabernacle