There was a time. When my life was easy. Stretched out in the sun. Everything was clover. The world was off my shoulders for awhile. . But then the sky turned a bomb fire shade.
Ahh. Ghetto music. Yo. Here we go. . And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim, Rakim.
Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned. Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned. Wake you up and as I stare in your, wake you up and as I stare in your.
Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned. Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned. Wake you up and as I stare in your, wake you up and as I stare in your.