Cash Money - ~life's young prophecy~ lyrics

[Verse 1: the young buck drey triano] When you walk down that old track And playback that old track You see a young buck The prophet tiano Healin the illest With his bars with that trill hish He die's hard for his fans So they call him bruce willis They against his luck Like they in the gangs of new york Cause he got that irish charm But they let him into new york Cause they can't help but listen The fact that he young Make there eyes glisten He was sent by the god The rapper in the sky Who that they say I say it's who ever you want it to be Cause I go across the land On my tours to these cities They preach of my storys Of hardship and labour Of them times when I gave up But got back up and slayed them I k**ed them with my storys Them evil ones got payed once My tour manager got broke up So I do all the sh** myself [Hook] [Cash money] He the one that they be haating But he saved them So they crave him To do all there jobs But he ain't for that He just says f** that I will be back