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No matta wat we fyace We mus face de moment of [bad word] baybe [bad word] [bad word] They say it's lonely at the top, in whatever you do You always gotta watch [bad word] around you Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof We all must meet our moment of [bad word] Verse One: [bad word] The same sheisty cats that you hang with, and do your thang with could set you up and wet you up, [bad word] peep the language It's universal, you play with fire it may hurt you or burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn through Let's face facts, although MC's lace tracks it doesn't mean behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace back That goes for all of us, there ain't nobody to [bad word] It's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bust But I can't jeapordize, what I have done up to this point So I'ma get more guys, to help [bad word] the whole joint Cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll die You know I be the masterof the who what where and why See when you're shinin, some chumps'll wanna dull ya Always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya down, just like some shellfish in a bucket cause they love it, to see your [bad word] squirm like a worm But just as you'll receive what [bad word] to you Everybody else is gonna get theirs too I ain't no saint, therefore I cannot dispute That everyone must meet their moment of [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge You may not know the harships people don't speak of It's best to step back, and observe with couth For we all must meet our moment of [bad word] Verse Two: [bad word] Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when [bad word] near Don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere Why do bad things happen, to good people? Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin to think such problems can arise from minor confrontations Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin Suicide? Nah, I'm not a foolish guy Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin high Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate the anxieties that I wish I could alleviate But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other [bad word] before So I oughta be able, to withstand some more But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine My only crime, was that I'm too [bad word] kind And now some skanless [bad word] wanna take what's mine But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes So like they say, every dog has its day And like they say, God works in a mysterious way So I pray, remembering the days of my youth As I prepare to meet my moment of [bad word] ("You should know the [bad word] And the [bad word] shall set you free" --> from _Who's Gonna Take the Weight?_) Verse Three: [bad word] Yo I got one lyric pointed at your head for start Another one, is pointed at your weak [bad word] heart Now if I pull the trigger, on these fully loaded lines You're gonna wish I woulda pulled a black nine, I mack dimes Crack the spines of the fake gangsters Yeah the bitin triflin niggaz, and the studio pranksters Yo lookin at the situation plainly: will you remain G? Or will you be looked upon strangely? I reign as the articulator, with the greater data Revolvin on the TASCAM much doper than my last jam While others [bad word] to juggle, tricky metaphots I explore more, to expose the core lot of MC's, act stupid to me And we have yet to see, if they can match our longevity But anyway it's just another day Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap displ