only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean? and I do believe in God 'cause I keep comin across all these fine women with low self esteem, you
you? Can you hear my scream way up there. Through the clouds, in heaven? Do you even care?' And honestly if I'm honest with myself. I hate the song they sing
did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
arc the sore I gotta letter from the government the other day Yo I opened it up and yo I peep what it say It said "You can't get away ya hear? -The KKK
Limo No, I ain't checkin' for you bull shit demo Every time you hear me in a battle I'm lethal Nigga too sweet n' low you ain't equal I shut 'em down
sings a melody Hear her sing, hell frozen rain falls down She can't hear your voice. She can't hear you call You have burned your choice If you're here
? Hell yeah, nigga, no love I thought you knew and nigga don't shove 'Cause I'm like, nigga what? I'll fuck you up you know the rules Regime takin' over
of rage Keep you from gettin' like this You back the track You find we're the quotable You emulate Brothers, sisters that's beautiful Follow a path Of positivity you go Some sing
(Recorded Voice) You are listening to the heartbeat of the Sage Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split second presentation
you can, Hell smile through his guard, Survival trains hard. I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands, He looks at you once, you know he understands
on You know why I can tell Montell? 'Cause you don't walk like a ball player You walk just like, "Yay, I'm happy" You know? But I know he can sing though
happy, Baba Baba. Baba loves you mroe than you can love yourself, Baba, Baba, Baba loves you more than you can love yourself, Baba. Don't worry, be happy
, prostitute she, but the mayor of your brain Pussy control (Are u ready?) Ah, pussy control, oh Ah, pussy control, oh Our story begins in a schoolyard
Did you think that ever in fact you thought that never control of your soul Is by a suit and tie then you wonder why why you never hear a rhyme Do I
lover, you have got to give, Taking is too easy, but that's the way it is. If you wanna be my lover, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you
Teaching it'll get you slain. Praying to your god will get you the same and tortured to near death lest you complain No Choice left you sing through