Key: D major
Verse 1
I'll admit what I committed
Exhibit the truth because
I'm living proof why
Verse 2
M- ill- i- tant school of philosophy
wit mental velocity
Connect my sentences
and thoughts like apostrophes
it ain't no stopping me
Until I fulfill the term of my prophecy
by this inner- city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's quick to pull it?
The anti- bullshitter, Islamic
Niggas who wanna gyp me
I chill and what you
The silent ninja
I'm seeking streets to jeeps
I hold my fortune, it's sweet
I'm discreet in the streets,
just like a halo
Hell's angel, these thoughts
you cannot untangle
niggas they wear 'em like a bangle
Check it out
Verse 3
probably I did it
Maybe or maybe not,
I'm living proof why
I had no disguises, no verdicts, no alibis
Verse 4
probably I did it
Maybe or maybe not,
I'm living proof why
Verse 5
I had no disguises, no verdicts, no alibis
of philosophy
what I'm meditating
My shackle of thought tackle you
inhalation of darkness
While I spark the smart shit
from what you waiting
the top of the pile
Wild delaware file, pennsylvanian,
sub- terranean style
the medicine of the champagne
Sabatoged, it's all camouflage
like the devil and guns
And coke peddling,
That of a war veteran,
blast at
The programmer bringing
lashes 'cross your back
brainwashed Bosnian troop
That swooped down through
your roof without sound
reacting off of intuition
you shouldn't listen
That means you artificial and my
the gamma rays hit you
My grains habitual and I
mastering ever since
I was among the flavor youth,
Vi- tal, lyri- cal science
Now
Verse 6
probably I did it
Maybe or maybe not,
I'm living proof why
I had no disguises, no verdicts, no alibis
Verse 7
you seen it or heard
it, maybe probably I did it
Maybe or maybe not,
I'm living proof why
I had no disguises, no verdicts, no alibis
Verse 8
Or who support what you recorded
Shit's imported, exported
Styles, they get sported my paragraphs
The illest medely got you in
the choke hold
plus plush in Vogue
Student of life with the rugged
exterior mode
black and gold shine
I walk the thin line and hold mine,
Swine decline let the power refine
The reptillion rooms,
the sextillion tons
Your armageddon gwan
come from the sun
you who I am
Known to vanish in the atmosphere
Verse 9
probably I did it
Maybe or maybe not,
I'll admit what I committed
I'm living proof why
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