Your Everything Man
Make no mistake....there aint no escapin' your destiny....
I'm a hustla, I'm a gangsta, a rebel with the rank of a general, in the battle between God or the Devil.../...I lay claim to ya spirit yo religion and belief system.../I'll do your hit in your kitchen...and your relief pitchin'
The man of your dreams and your nightmares commandin your vision'/ Til it's quite clear like/ light beer,/ yeah I'm standin right here/ I get you hot but stay cooler than the night air /I try to fit it in the same rhyme/But realize, I can't be everything to everyone at the same time!
-Talib-
Damn....is he me? That's crazy how I feel just like that right now....
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