Ask God not you meet the Boss that I'm carrying a Beretta with two, fame got screwed, I climbed the street Today pa 'yours the sun did not come out We left hunts, the day ends, moon peeks and cold night falls Look for yours that I have mine here and d**h is an everyday thing When you walk down the street with sight loss keep yours that I have mine When lights are not the police, keep yours that I have mine When you touch the red light, keep yours that I have mine When you go in daylight, keep yours that I have mine I give three to run bring a Smiltan pa 'their clubs, I present to sack juidaz rooster foxes no parakeets or pointed studs and bend them when Wachan comb 30 which leaves the court They say they are lukewarm pa 'tailings, please! I saw them stay cold when heat, dale green line mute or put him to shut pa pa home studio, I can speak street I take care not to tell anybody movies, those who know how to run rolan me dancing the ground where I'm know what I'm talking about, around here is live or live or die k**ing I go when God says and if you are the mediator do a favor for me so I do not k** you, I swear, mine are boiling in less than one day see you in hell When you walk down the street with sight loss keep yours that I have mine When lights are not the police, keep yours that I have mine When you touch the red light, keep yours that I have mine When you go in daylight, keep yours that I have mine threaten and they know where my home but nothing happens c-kan continues to rise, There are ma**es of people who tell me date fat and community in my country lampa hug me Ando Pirate, arming them to throw for a riot unfortunately you without cuete sh**, Loosen the bun, come down anytime a shot and a gla** of water no one is denied Come let's face it, I'm not real I have seen your people on the street and the news, had problems when asked who would help and if you wanted to smoke who delivered at home Shut up 'madafakas' better shut up I have seen a stove, bats, bottles and rocks, Nama and sometimes with eggs in hand but I keep dying or my neighborhood or a brother When you walk down the street with sight loss keep yours that I have mine When lights are not the police, keep yours that I have mine When you touch the red light, keep yours that I have mine When you go in daylight, keep yours that I have mine By the envy I have today I look different and criminals out there feeling, but people do not know and do not know as not, if you recognize real And those who love me, love me as I am those who hate me, hate me for not being who they want to be, keep your feet on the ground where I'm going, I'm watching the tide swallows Much 'Wanna be gangsta' drug dealers mentioned my name in his rhymes alarming that makes them think that their opinion is important, I am who I want to be and that makes me interesting Times change, and nothing is as before, today thanks to a PC all be singers look but that if no matter who likes it my success grows, you do not deserve your When you walk down the street with sight loss keep yours that I have mine When lights are not the police, keep yours that I have mine When you touch the red light, keep yours that I have mine When you go in daylight, keep yours that I have mine Aja on the street boss is just around the corner I'm going for the dream of many and neither you hear and neither the PIO M.O.B C-mobztas the dog from the base c-kan Cha cha chau.