This song was made for us, somehow it'll never be enough This song was made for us, somehow it'll never be enough I hope you get chills, I hope you get chills
to beds, pipe bombs, dynamite, lead Money power respect, street cred, yeah It's scary, ain't it? Picture yourself goin' out as a hero Picture mural pictures of us painted all
m blowin' on flame but yours is all white And I'ma pull up in the Bentley all white Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes Sippin' on some Louis
I was only a little boy when I heard the call Like a voice in the wilderness, that calls to us all So I took to the gypsy life, in the city of love And
I feel in my belly You can be the captain and I can be your first mate You can be the chills that I feel on our first date You can be the hero and I
I hear my phone ringing when ya call I aint picking up or entertaining them at all Got your girl face down, banging on the wall While you and all your
'em what they want They looking for a hero I guess that makes me a hero It's universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied, the corporate side Blocking y'all from
nigga ain't shit Known him for forever and he ain't on the same shit It breaks my heart when all the kids be yelling "You the mayne, Big" He ain't no hometown hero
are Kevorkian They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time I do it for all y'all, do it for all y'all
I'm black My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero Give the
killing em' even your idols feeling em' dog The same nigga who used to chill in the mall While they were still in the mall, I was up there spilling my rap The hero
Now since I just seen my face up in the XXL A few chicks want to text let's chill-how obvious Girls from all over the world is my hobby and I got a chic
the jects Hate in your blood, green eyes, watching my step I'm all money like the pres, no stopping the rest This is Stones and grown man poking his chest Play hero
seaters And all y'all pretty ass Libras My Tommy dick'll blow y'all ass to pieces I love fuckin with y'all I got the George Jeff walk Look how I dance
the diamonds Never deny niggaz with iron, yo Aiyo, chillin' with the Ceasar crew We can smoke, all in the halls It's how many niggaz with guns, got 'em on All
all you ever said to me, thought that could hold me Remember when I long-dicked you and broke your ovary? You crab bitch, chicken head hoe, eatin' heroes
too many dreams of having something So this is for the frogs that felt wrath of my firecrackers And all the roaches that I stomped with no regard And all
lady And you can come to my house, and we can get busy baby Girl for get about your boyfriend, he's nothin but a hassle You can come with me and cold chill
