Canibus]. Yo, sittin on chrome, sittin on low pro 20 inch firestones. Grippin the road with the wickedest flow, 'Bis is a pro. I zigzag throughout sly loam.
Mistaken identity. When it really, really wasnt me. Youre trying to convict me. But you know me not guilty. . Mistaken identity. When it really, really wasnt me.
Standing here looking out my window. My nights are long and my days are cold. 'Cause I don't have you, how can I be so damn demanding?. I know you said that it's over now but I can't let go.
There's this lady around my way. Who sees me like every other day. Who swears and screams a name. She says "Randy, where you been?". I remember you were my best friend.