Yeah, don't want to stop in this life, cause words are made of stone.

Is there life, even if you die?

You didn't see me, see me cry.

My heart is made of"fire", treat it.

Time stops in the neighborhood, murder existing in the soul, homie but I'm winning.

A man has to exist, feeling.

I'm no longer going back to prison screening.

Time lyricists is to sell poetry, Dre said that it's beginning.

I'll show my skill is a zeal, feel it.

Angel, this kind of beat wanted me, to be with an angel.

This kind of manhood is too last homie, my best is to get it, of I'm too sure, screaming.

Pap said son I've got words, you are Block, if you got it, you running with these stories in the Hood.

And don't forget, is all about the first law, the hood first and then you in reverse.

Angel,

ta,

t,

homie.

This I dedicate to my fan, female fans, who are survivors, they know who they are? I know your not fronting.

Be with an angel, angel, singing with the angels.

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