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Artist :Beanie Sigel
Album :The Reason
Title :

Nothing Like It

I'm just a picture in a frame
manI paint word pictures on the canvas of life
but I don't control the colors

YoI'm ten steps ahead of niggasthat shit scary
sometimes I feel ahead of myself
I hear this voice in the back of my mind
like "Mac maintainjust grinddogbetter yourself"
So what I do?I take heed and pick up the pace
can't explain it when I pick up my son & look at my face
I'm like a black rose growin' in the concrete crack in the pavement
there that voice go again "Mac practice for greatness
get paid for them immaculate statements"
Keep thinkin of them hotlineslike a physicI can't explain it
There's no pen when I write itthere's nothing like it..

God damnwhat you want from mewhat you want me to tell you huh?
Niggas thought that I would stutter huhthought I was dumb

But I ain't used to use my mindI used to just... use my 9
and run wild with my boysin the streets wild with these wars
now the Qu'ran and 48 lawsthey polish my floors
I'm moving niggas like puppets with no strings attached
It's nothin' for Beansso you know it ain't a thing for Mac
to look in your eyessee through your heartknow what you fearin'
pick you apartlike you niggas is transparent
(I see right through you niggas)
It's like Mac was born with advanced parents
I'm like the Sun shining at night
imagine it dogI know you wanna see me gradually fall
but I'm walkin on airbraking every gravity law
nothing like it...
I spit words that skip through air
let the words of a true thug hit your ear
it change colors like blue blood when it hit the air
it's nothin' like it...

God damnshitI can't explain it
Fuck y'all niggas

I changed my whole life.. in about 9 monthsjust like sperm in a womb
these young niggas never learn 'til they doomed
try to tell them "you can burn young punkwithout smelling the fuse"
make you shiver in the middle of June
paintin' pictures so vividyou can hang it up in your room
shine bright like a prismdisplaying colors like Crayola
think of the prisons with straight soldiers
think about the niggas who fucked us and played over us
think about the mothers who suffered and prayed over us
Just look at the the picture I've paintedit's so perfect
open your eyes motherfuckersyou can't duck us
no survivors every soul shall suffer
I'm loadin them revolvers every shell shall touch ya
I promise I'll light your ass with these magsI'ma bust ya
God damn it's nothin' like itI'm serious

can't explain how I write it..

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