is this pure reality could we be led to believe lemmings up against a sea drowning in speculation
even told when waters older more polluted never drink the murky media to plumb the depth of time
what of human frailty visualize with clarity past the sanitation to childish flesh and bone
bleaching sticks and stoner ribs pukes up gallows laughter stage the mighty media blessing this sanitation
what is this supposed to hold freedoms crush disparaged souls despot dug in yellowcake and failed to certify it
crippled son to pass it on a hatred fed on hatred born deify defensive form as if to never see that
what is real canned I feel less important than today anyway is it worth the slaughter? Sit and feel absolutely zero suffering a condition worth denying
pasted carcass killing fields body parts off dolls that bleed who was once committed for pulling wings off flying things
feeling bold to knot put over twisted ever after hissing faded left alone to replicate the lie
what is real asks the dream some dim shift a rift within funniest seems a distant damp ring fitting end destitution ego death within a condition dear dementia
Do you see the way that tree bends? Does it inspire?
Leaning out to catch the sun′s rays... A lesson to be applied Are you getting something out of this all encompassing trip?
You can spend your time alone, redigesting past regrets, oh... Or you can come to terms and realize You′re the only one who can forgive yourself, oh... Makes much more sense to live in the present tense
Have you ideas on how this life ends? Checked your hands and studies the lines Have you the belief that the road ahead ascends off into the light? Seems that needlessly it′s getting harder to find an approach and a way to live Are we getting something out of this all encompassing trip?
You can spend your time alone redigesting past regrets, oh... Or you can come to terms and realize You′re the only one who cannot forgive yourself, oh... Makes much more sense to live in the present tense.
A kid came up to me now just the other day And asked me if I thought about what I would say If everything came crashing down on top of me How would I stay torn?
Will you represent? Will you stand close? Will they shame you? Will they blame you?
It′s funny how the words of a child can be Simple, but the thought there is so meaningful Makes me wonder what I would say to me In the eyes of another
Will you represent? Will you stand close? Will they shame you? Will they blame you?
There′s a consequence For the path you chose Will they change you?
Will they make you who you are? [x3]
Let the free world ride your way In these times of darkened days Let the free world ride your way (let the free world ride your way)
You will represent You′ll stand close They won′t shame you They won′t change you
There′s a consequence For the path you chose They can′t change you They can′t make you who you are not.
[Hook: Chingy] Throw yo hood up if you representin (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′
[Verse 1: Chingy] Gangsta as a Cadillac DeVille wit fo′s This for all my thundercats that feel my flow To slang weight, my young guns will steal ya o′s Catch a bellin down Lukerson & Hunt de-real a ho In ya top piece, suburb mart, ya not street I know fools from Wilson that′ll whack ya, ya got beef Used to go to Skate King back when bangin was in And if the fiends aint have 20, we would slang it for 10 Drankin′ the gin, posted on the corners at night Sparkin pound while my homies in the street, slapped right Ride bikes, patrolin′ the hood, keepin′ out cops Regals and drops, reppin′ cuz beak in my block Wild like rocks, my mentality got from my pops And saints, bustin back in ′90 hope you got from the shots Put it down for the town and I gang wit us St. Louis did it derty, throw yo hood up did you know we from the.
[Hook: Chingy] (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′
[Verse 2: Tity-Boi] Tity-Boi, Southside Bad limp, fo′ 5′s on the hip Don′t know why I′m known to slip when I get high One time but no more, won′t sleep until the mornin′ Somebody need to take the trash out and I′ma do the chores Softer than a cactus, put it on like actors Hustle in the shadows on the bricks and they couldn′t catch us Gat still tucked, in my waist by my price time Cuz my chain hang so low my tongue bang wit my pipe line Walk around, all day wit this beam like it′s night time You can see em a mile away, but it′ll touch ya from blind side Flipped it, first to finsih to the car, that′s a nice ride Dig it, they spin they puchase round here they get kite high Deal it, it′s my description, my picture, my composure plot This is how I get through 2 d′s, niggaz! My side we ride my crew′s, iller, iller!
[Hook: Chingy] Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′
[Verse 3: I-20] Who done bust through the vapon yeah I′m hopin′ to fight Start a brawl, I′ll shut that bitch down on openin′ night Let′s fate, pull the bitches titties start on them dipes Cause we leavin′ wit some hoes and yeah we startin′ wit dykes Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand if you holdin′ that bank I got the game on lock, you barely a holdin′ tank Get drunk, get to shootin bust the whole club out Us thugs out, I′m tryin′ to dumb out, ′til I get drunk out That′s just the way I am, don′t look down on me My gun′s a open bar, free rounds on me And I′m an eastside nigga so I aint no punk I make the crowd get it crunk and do the eastside stomp Young Chingy let em know, that the deal is a fool And I′m a carpenter′s dream, I′m in love wit the tools Lay low when the heat bust, off in the airr DTP, Cris squad and we runnin′ this herre, it go
[Hook: Chingy] (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Westside, Northside, Eastside, Southside) On my side aint nuthin but, gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, playas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin′ (Eastside, Southside, Westside) On my side aint nuthin but, thugs baby