Kryme Life - Stronger Man lyrics

[Chorus: Terence Trent D'arby "As Yet Untitled" sample] Cool September -- where the dust hangs high The flowers weep -- beneath my feet But I'll return a stronger man No grave shall hold -- a stronger man [Trife Diesel] Uh, another day's dawning, I awake to hear my name calling Get up to open the blinds and see the rain falling Voices in my head saying Trife be cautious Be aware of your surroundings and guard your fortress Keep your worst enemies close and your friends even closer Watch out for them reptiles, scavangers and them vultures Who pop up like gophers when you least expect They catch you off point slipping while you leaving your reast Yet my conscious is bugging me, trying to bring out the thug in me My nerves is going bad and my temper's hot as the oven be My family say I'm bugging, they think a n***a need therarpy It's hard to maintain when your pockets is long currency But I'mma strike back and return as a stronger man Restrategize, and divides me a stronger plan We came a long way from playing them corners with grams Putting work in cuz we ain't hurting no longer, fam [Chorus] [Kryme Life] Aiyo, we started off small and we came up large Put it in a jar soft and it came out hard Oh God, I'm back at it, they got me like an addict Addicted to the green, the cream and plush fabrics Much habits, the cabbage, I must have it Rapping the cracking, remember back when You could have a kingdom and castle off a capsule Now all we get is these baggies and an a** full of time n***as can't even grind without the ha**le In front the judge, you just hear the crash of the gavel Cell gates, cellmates, rattles of them shackles And realize that it ain't no looking back, duke So I attack boost, the flow masterful The beat hitting, me spitting, mic God splatter proof And n***a still get wet through his speakers The truth in the song be the pro black teaching We stronger man [Chorus] [Kryme Life] (Trife Diesel) Aiyo, Trife, you remember them days, back in the J's When we was slow grinding, pumping onions of haze (Around the time when Bleek dropped Coming of Age Under 29, posted up, spending nickels and trays) Money was flowing like rivers, the first n***as out on the first Fiends loved us, our work gave them the shivers (When other n***as was flossing, caught up in the glitter We was stacking train, rides to Manhattan, time to deliver) From the streets to the stage, the stage to something bigger And I share it all, me and my dogs, from the same litter (I'm the hitter, you the pitcher, and Hawk, he play the catcher) T.M.F., to the d**h (and we all riding together) Through the stormy weather prevailing, seven seas sailing (Word wide tours) f**ing with hoes that's Venezuelan (High price, my n***as catch ice like it was hailing Doing big things, see the three kings, all hail them) [Chorus 3X]