you could be my boyfiend you surely can just let me quit my boyfriend called superman i said he's a fairy i do suppoose flyin through the air in pantyhose he may be
opportunities thats lucrative This the real world, homie, school finished they done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS I won't be
all see I believe I rock it properly Obviously a lot of y'all agree Remind me, what the fuck can stop Ali? Only me as far as I can see Line 3 of "My Philosophy
[Brother Ali:] Brothers and sisters I know we had a good time this evening If we can get your attention, at the stage for just a minute, please Want thank
Leap Pad Schining bike, smiling like "look at me dad! " That's the shit that I'm in to I defend to the death That I'm every bit as gangster as them fools
land how you want 'em too Fuck it though, thug it through Can't give up, as much as you'd love to There's certain shit as a man we must do You God damn
windows to his real estate I'll gladly be the mirror that you hate To crush every debate, why the fuck you're never great You'll still be the same irrelevant
straight They'll never find diamonds, as bright as my eyes When I find where my competators hide And then I slice em, Brother Ali, mean muggin emcee
your brains So my effects will remain Long after the trends change Son I'll bend your name Rearrange your molecules Amongst hip hop dudes, Brother Ali be
My people, I stand before you, As a man with more true shit Than what he knows to do with I give it all to you, long as you can promise me this When
mine It's guarunteed, there'll never be another nigga like me [Point Blank:] Listen nigga, I don't say shit I can't repeat And I keep it real gangsta
could be my boyfiend you surely can just let me quit my boyfriend called superman i said he's a fairy i do suppoose flyin through the air in pantyhose he may be
Hakim, Brother Ali, Kancer, Mole Man Jimmy 2 Times, Budda Time, BK One, Blueprint, The Chosen Few, my man Real Proof, J-Bird, Kevin Peacher, Joe Good And my little brothers
you can't get it I know what you want, but you can't get it I know what you want, but you can't get it Na na na naaa naaaaa You can't get this I know
a bullet in your Bubblegoose like Wyclef Funk Man got these rap cats jealous of me Like Joe Frazier jealous of Muhammad Ali But can't nobody touch this, far as I can
't go back to sleep, time for prayer Don't let it defeat ya, time to find what's ya real need my player You who only see me as an entertainer See this
cat who can feed a cat the goal is to be a poet and a carpenter to be one who loves to be one who works the nazz not something that can be given the brodel
me I told her that this was part of me I stand up for human rights, and treat others how I would wanna be treated But every song can't be seepin' with