Whose World Is This? The World Is

Vocabulary Spills I'm Ill.

Once You Make It To Your Point Of Making It, You'll Appreciate The Struggle.

...shorty's Laugh Was Cold-blooded As He Spoke So Foul, Only Twelve Tryin To Tell Me That He Liked My Style. Then I Rose, Wiping The Blunt's Ash From My Clothes, Then Froze, Only To Blow The Herb Smoke Through My Nose.

The Hardest Thing Is To Forgive, But God Does, Even If You Murdered Or Robbed, Ya It's Wrong, But God Loves, Take One Step Toward Him He'll Take Two Toward You, Even When All Else Fails, God'll Support You

I Talk About Life, And I Make Universal Music With An American Style - And That's What I Do.